Faces - eyes - noise

Floating patterns of no coherency, none needed

From behind the chapel of dreams came imagery
From another world
The left for a brighter star
new home called "now"

Womb - death - dawn

Follow seafarers on an ocean of silence
Remaining humanoid shells, a distant thought
The chasm between [bad word] and flesh paved
With bricks from secret cities

Entering linear orbit
 [bad word] the foundations of divided times
Suns reflected

Convoys...
Convoys to...
Convoys to nothingness...