Paramount - Havok

As i gaze upon the world

I see the throne curled

Around all of the centuries

As times' penitentiaries

Piercing the black sky, the

Glowing worlds from afar

Upon the quiet crest high

The spirit of the perpetual star

With perspectives wide, the

Flowing well of sapience

Soon enter wisdom and pride

To offer you guidance

Provide us the paramount

A premonitory note

Of what to derive

Across the ocean floor

From a simple organisms perspective

None but the one struggle

Our worlds future prospective

The jurisdiction of life

Nothing but the requirement to die

For this perpetual strife

Only one may deny

The wise walks with the horizon

Passes mountains and oceans

Floats past quakes and rifts

Grasping the world with invisible motions

He who sleeps with the clouds

And cries with the rain

Hides within the shrouds

Of the rare and the arcane

The instinct of self-preservation

Thoughts with eyes on the sun

Is lost with human depravation

And shall soon be undone