Absolute
A circles completion
Is blinding Perfection
All and naught again
All I sought again
I am but the Vigilant learner,
In Wisdom enlightened
By the blazing thousand-fold memories
Of my Pasts,
Of my distant Pasts
Absolute
A circles completion
Is entrancing Perfection
I am but the Silent beholder,
In Wisdom uplifted
As dust from long-dead Stars
That we are
That we all are
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
