Towards The Shining Sky

There are these endless valleys, for the stars to stare.
A jaded warfield. too serene for my dream.
I want to gag and vomit on the grace of those unclean.

Down amongst the tunnels where dark waters grope.
We can not climb the filthy spirals towards the shining sky.

A stream of black roars past me everyday.
I wander into the depth.
I see myself staring back at me.

Down amongst the tunnels where dark waters grope.
We can not climb the filthy spirals towards the shining sky.

This is how we regenerate.