Lyrics:

There is a comet floating through this endless night embraced with perfect symmetry through the teardrop of infinity in a window call the universe with no map or intention towards some floating destination it will find it will be found no pride no guilt no hate no ending it sings its song sings with a crooked tongue looking off into a crooked sky wondering what a mortal hand or eye could carve this comet on its course like a blind man riding on a croked horse returning to the source with no thought has ever happened in time wont be imagined no pride no guilt no hate no ending no pride no guilt no hate no ending