She's deep, poetic Of Chaos, she was born Ancient words, a thousand lifetimes Forever she'll yearn For perfection that she's always known She watches from afar, from the darkness, Her hair glistens with light as she sits on the throne. Her hands never tremble, her eyes always closed She's the Night, and immortal she'll stay
Forever remains Forever unbothered Draws blood when the character breaks In her play, the actors are us And she'll always be watching Her eyes are the Stars.