before the earth,
before the sun and moon became
there was a light,
a burning fire...
you've seen it with your eyes
the empty skies
bereft of any truth:
it was hidden in the mire...

it rose up from the ground
from dirt and death
with starlight in its soul;
a thin disguise
to wander all of time
to live our life,
and never die
it waits...
so it can pass you by!