Voyager

Sickly moonbeams fall upon
the embers of a dying world
Obscured by heavy clouds of smoke
playfully they dance and swirl

And so ignore the failing day
look to the heavens for a sign
As stars spin slowly in their course
until these too shall fade and die

Upon aetherial wings I fly
unhallowed spirit of the night
So long I've walked in blackened spheres
that now the shadows seem as light

And as with every dying sun
the darkness flows to fill it's place
And these shall be the winds I ride
as I traverse through timeless space

Drink from twilights fading glow
and warm my soul with aetherial flame
That never shall illuminate
with light itself they feed the blaze

For darkness is a thing itself
beyond the mere absence of light
It's many shapes I know so well
behind the veils of timeless night

My name is lost in aeons past
and faded are my memories
I mix them with the taste of death
and hoard other's forgotten dreams

What lies within the black abyss
how can you call that which has no name
Within a sleep that has no end
within the void from which we came

My story never shall be told
and none shall know my final fate
For life is not a thing to have
the stars have died, it is too late......

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