Perpetual light from six magnificent suns Orbiting in choreographed chariots across the sky Stars were unheard of; a mere myth of cultist conception The million mile glint was nothing but a two thousand year-old legend Human minds, not accustomed to darkness, Found the walls closing in on them.
As the last rays of sun were eclipsed A crimson and black border closed in The last laser ray was snuffed By the turmoil of darkness A slate freckled by heavenly deities Covered the sky.
Mankind went mad at the incredible gaze and civilization as they knew it crumbled.
*Derived from Isaac Asimov's short story "Nightfall" (1941)*