That pail red light that burns my seems.
A crimsom pail fading pyre,
the day my funeral was delayed...

I fought my way back through billion stars,
In a pointless trip in your recede...

...And I-ll breed in the edge of your source
I-ll breed on...
Red Shift.
Heart-s recede,
Red Shïft...

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