Part II The Spark Rewinding back in a cloudy state The memories flood back as through a gate The time I missed swept back like vines These memories I see are kind of sublime
Part I The Beginning Shit! I can not remember Is it June? or is it December? Is it hot? or is it cold? Why have I come out without no clothes? The drool that dribbles down my chin
Forever an age I've been around A home to many a base a shroud Within I house a fiery glow Of molten rock black gold that flows At times I build colossal gas
The pane is set As the rain is swept Before my eyes Peering I'm spied Frosted effect Makes me reflect The stark distant night Whilst lightening ignites Blue auras are traced
The velvet sky it reigns me in Held am I yet closed from sin From deep within a spark ignites The cosmic gestures hold me tight Beneath I feel a sudden shift Gentle though but must insist