We live in but the minute between
The end, the beginning
Left in a drifting silence
If all tends to...
It begins with a warm glow
Most wondrous light
"I am becoming death, the destroyer of worlds"
It didn´t end in collapse
Just a growing distance between us
What will be the last light?
The end, the beginning
Left in a drifting silence
If all tends to...
It begins with a warm glow
Most wondrous light
"I am becoming death, the destroyer of worlds"
It didn´t end in collapse
Just a growing distance between us
What will be the last light?