Swan کے بول

Passing by the event horizon Into the zone of sleep Abused gravity for centuries Spacetime torn to pieces Bodies are designed To hold the pain inside Forever Controlling the process of emotions They built this for a colony on me The spectral swan survives In the mind until death it writhes Cast it all aside Decompose When this body declines In dreams I wake In the blackness of space In death I wake In the nothing of space Passing by the event horizon Into a zone of sleep Abused gravity for centuries Spacetime torn to pieces Back to the source Back to the swan