Hyperspace - These Immortal Souls

Candle constellations

Talking electricity

An avalanche of stars

Falls on me

Our kiss goes supernova

A black holes embrace

A honey-ink-well-

Drowning-pool

Split the atoms of our trace

Oh yeah.

This is no

Sad song

I swam a slow ocean

Rode a thick river

Kept company

That made my mother

Shiver

I drove a roller coaster

On a fall from grace

I walked a bad walk

On a bad stair case

Oh yeah.

This is no

Sad song

Here comes the rush of

Sugar splinters

The hiss and spit of dying

Cinders

Here comes the crush of

Sugar splinters

Bringing all the cold of

Winter

I stood in the sky

With my sister Hurricane

100 tons of night

Ceased to exist when she

Came

Welcome the kiss of sugar

Splinters

The sting of frozen candied

Kisses

Here comes the crush of

Sugar splinters

Formaldehyde’s milky way

Lingers

1,000,000 sugar coated

Fingers

I know you.

You killed

My sister

AND A PAIN OF

PANORAMIC

PROPORTIONS CAME!

With my sister Hurricane