Canopy - A Storm Within a Storm

Now this is when
our soul sings to the everlasting source,
un-evolved through ageless bodies
in circles swarm,
until it speaks again,
the rebirth.

Without a sign the ground spins further from us,
the unknown depths,
unexplored into the waves,
the structure of our failure,
superior minds arose.

Now worlds will define worlds as we're born,
now time will define that nothing remains undone.

As we dig
we drown in soil from our
graves abound,
deservingly through our bodies
in empty space
never to speak again,
our final breath.

Now worlds will define worlds as we're born,
now time will define that nothing remains undone.

The borderless reincarnation burned in effigy,
the center of all unchained reversed collisions,
a storm within a storm.