Chrononaut

Arsenic vibrates in this deep pit of coal and aether
As furnace it heats the new essential awareness
His land, a thornfield of space-time is damaged
Crushed by a silicon rubint knowledge
This is his scope, this mechanism to observe through the ages

He blended time, and blackmailed it
He found the inverse world
Now he is dreaming the ultimate lore of crystalline sense
Trappеd in pure geometry
An isotopе, formless, tells the story to him

(Ebony strings infuse the homeless one into quartz.)

About a dying sun, and its folk long gone
A matter, a spice of spheres
Bathed by cosmic flourishment

A builder kind, they knew the bark of life and death
Now he eats it relentlessly, the curse of diamonds
Mineral grows, in his every step
His voice creates the last hour of his very existence

Shouts out in the end

In quantum camphor
Ebony strings infuse the homeless one into quartz

He is an outcast here, does not belong to any color or sphere
He blended time, blackmailed it
Now he flies in the inverse world

Now he flies to the edge of non-dimensional extent
And shouts out to lone bitterness

He blended time, and blackmailed it
He found the inverse world
Now he is dreaming the ultimate lore of crystalline sense
Trapped in pure geometry
An isotope, formless, tells the story to him

About a dying sun, and its folk long gone
A matter, a spice of spheres
Bathed by cosmic flourishment