Hymn to the Deep Sea

The afterimage born in nothingness, the reality burned out in flames Spirit and entropy, high heaven and abyss, miracles and false fire, blue and red quadrants divide the broken sea. The dazzling rainbow, the blue of enamel, is like the sea, holding up the sky in the dark; the boat of skeletons, the sky of rays of light, the sea of old moon, spreading deep red in the chaos Miracles are like stars, but they are lost in disasters The meaning of all things is carried by events, and the end of all things is burned in the fire of arrogance