Born in Understanding

Yonder bliss from a Darkened blue Forlorn desires in Ashen lines Under the grasp of A sullen hand Further beyond Where the ceiling dies She looks, she smiles with my iris tranced By blazing flames on uncovered truths The moult of mind as the colours come, In its instant glide The moon rose, asunder from aether The womb unfolds the maw, Unearthed, in sight The moon rose asunder from aether The womb unfolds the maw, unearthed, In sight Yonder bliss from a Molten sight Titular king, the mourning son, Sunk past the line as the colours come In its instant glide The moon rose, asunder from aether The womb unfolds the maw, Unearthed, in sight The moon rose asunder from aether The womb unfolds the maw, unearthed, In sight The moon Rises now The moon Rises now The moon Rises now The moon Rises now