Nebula Cone Commission Lyrics (draft1)
Added 2022-05-14 21:58:38 +0000 UTC# Nebula Cone Comm
To be the daughter of absolution
Supper cools to an empty sky
Carried out in wordless misery
Every step in their design
Heaven devotes its path to me
Acquiescent to my mark
Yet a chasm bears itself to me
In that a star refused to spark
—
Shall I be ordinary?
Is it potential they fear in me?
Or does every star align devoid
Of my memory?
Iridescence brands the evil
Of the winter they tried to forget
To hell with all the heavens
I'll be the hero yet
