Following

Following you, I’ve come to these desert plains,
Following you, I’ve come to these cosmic plains,
And saw sorcery erupt from the hills and ranges around,
Of hills, of desert, of lost travelers passed through time.
Of void, of tears frozen into lake, of nothingness that lasts between us.

Following sleep, I’ve chased these arms,
Following dreams, I’ve chased these stars,
And saw the colossal wreck of god covering the ochre sky,
Of forests, of seas, of dreamers wasted to live.
Of spaces of celestial bodies, of paradise, of the depths of coral inside the ocean.

Following you, I’ve come to the limbo,
Following you, I’ve come to the dream,
And saw a faint scar smeared across the depths of cloudy sky,
Of journeys, of chases of lost stars, of walking through fire.
Of lost paths, of unburnt lust, of souls that merged.

Following thunders, I’ve come to these ancient lands,
Following rain, I’ve chased happiness,
And saw clouds of empire, crashed, and lost lovers,
Of slumber, of ramblings of mad man, of fevered mind.
Of one last journey, of numb mind, of rantings of a lost mind.
What of life?
What of death?
What of spaces?