Paroles de Pupil Of The Searing Maelstrom

From which nothing escapes All life is born The incomprehensible paradox Far above the skies Echoes from outer voids Undefined subtle clues Of the dark heart Pupil of the searing maelstrom Projects the essence of the stars Celestial bodies Mangled remains of dead stars Waiting to be disrupted once again As flies are drawn to the light World's hurl towards their inevitable death So the infinite cycle continues