Solar system

The streets remain in my system,
The Night-the Shore of wisdom,
Keeps whoring my brain,
While I fill the scars that remain
With ashes from the Sky!

Washing up the forgotten Ruins
With Jesus' godly doings,
While filling up the Sky
With the paintings from dye
Of the Old Suns...

The Sun comes and goes,
The Sky runs these shores,
The Sun comes and goes,
The Sky runs off-shores!

The Burden of the Picture,
Pressing hard on the Scripture,
Makes the timeless Night
Get onto Her feet n' fight
The up-comnig Sun!

It's time for the Stars
To fall off Mars
And fill the whole Air
With the Dust of Care
And of the reigning height!

The Sun came and went,
The Sky never felt,
The Sun came and went,
The Sky didn't melt!