I can see constellations birth and death. I cannot love life On any account But I envy her persistence Although it has, like everything, beginning and end Watching it grow and distort (Born and grow) Cycles of the same universe (Past far) A dawning twilight within another twilight An extended end, extended to the end Induced by the eternal return of time Neither Alpha nor Omega, just transition Watching it grow and distort (Born and grow) Cycles of the same universe (Past far) Repented of this useless futility Lulled by a constant rebirth Another opportunity provided by providence Another opportunity to be wasted, for sure And your shine, your shine And your shine, shine On and on, and on On and on, on Breaking this particles of inert matter To which we might call existence To regenerate each of these gaps That can never be filled with hope