Behind the Void - Liturgy

In vain the iron-wrought tower

Pierces heaven’s dome

In vain the muscle tears it’s fiber

Ten more fibers blossom in its place

They tried to plant a flag

Behind the void

In vain the moat surrounds the castle

Mud skulks across its bed

In vain contraction

In vain expansion

In vain our kind seeks total order

There is a fissure at the heart of being

They tried to plant a flag

Behind the void