Dark Star, Pt. II - Grateful Dead

Dark star crashes

Pouring its light

Into ashes

Reason tatters

The forces tear loose

From the axis

Searchlight casting

For faults in the

Clouds of delusion

Shall we go

You and I

While we can?

Through

The transitive nightfall

Of diamonds

Mirror shatters

In formless reflections

Of matter

Glass hand dissolving

To ice petal flowers

Revolving

Lady in velvet

Recedes

In the nights of goodbye

Shall we go

You and I

While we can?

Through

The transitive nightfall

Of diamonds