It's raining acidic dreams and satellites
Sheathed in shadow, she tears her veil
My feet are cut from all the rubble
My throat is clutched, I can't inhale

Empress turns her keel
As she sails further and further away
She is feasting on simple solitude
Like a ravenous bird of prey

The aperture is closing
Soon, no light will pass
She stares through my empty soul
Sharp as starlight and broken glass

Twirling a dress sewn by comet tails
Fabric of penumbra and white lace
I trip into the low gravity of her love
Forever drifting through time and space