Adrift Upon A Cosmos,
You Were Never Supposed To Win.
Standing Tall ‘Gainst Backdrop Of Finite,
Yet Seemingly Infinite Nuclear Fusion Engines.
Stable Candles,
Held In Space.
Journey Into Nihilism,
Either Gets Ya,
Or You Make It Through Existentialism –
Other Side.
Journey Continues On,
From There.
You Were Never Supposed To Win. \\ Journey Continues On, From There.
