Philip

Black Hole

Born with the death of a giant star

lies a black hole in our sky

 

Stars spin round the accretion disc

like a needle on a forty five

 

Gravity plays it\'s darkest tune

holding light against it\'s will

 

It\'s lawless physics hold a secret

infinite density

 

Meeting the event horizon all is calm

time stands still

 

Cross the horizon, theres no going back

Just black