Drowned in stellar dust
We create beginning and end
 [bad word] constantly
We know the center of End
...Who are you on stage?

Breathe deeply-
Lungs filled with waste [bad word] for borders
Oh, helpless heart!
Pumping fuel, veins splintered,
Thoughts divided

Building up chaos
Torn from heaven
Answers [bad word] 
...Floating wisdom

Ancient in its purest form
Gravitate towards center
Visuals fade
This is the realm of power

Stellar detonations
Universe is gloating, hovering
Judge, jury and executioner
Now freeze
Veins injected with time