Sun of Nihility - Job For A Cowboy

Sun of Nihility, I shamefully disturb you

My relentless knocking is constantly ignored

I can narrowly overhear your serene breathing anymore

Have you grown weary of spinning measureless circles across the sky?

Are you drained of feeding and decalcifying my awakening third eye?

A resting place to connect with the Earth’s depths

I lay designating my dreams as masters under composed breath

Enraptured by the sphere of damnation