The artificial craft was built.
To hold this eclipse crown that soars.
Above and inside the atmosphere stirred as a cauldron,
the reefs and worms
decorate the earth with there sacrifice.
They move the dirt as the river.
And we are not bound by it\'s divide.
Written in future ancient chapels.
The final oath was done in the air.
Spheres mix in with atmosphere.
Dancing the pixie lights in the summer birth.
Dance with the Sun and find the moon sparks
under unmarked graves.
I\'ll shape the ocean\'s depth in one square map.
Discover the coral reefs gem and harness.
The cog of man grinding at the whole of
the wheel. Cutting into the earth,
with a ice-cold lust.
The top with spin,
destroyed the total eclipse.
And in it\'s fury of it\'s sudden miss.
The gauntlet would further persist.