Ebon Maelstroms lyrics

The great defiers, mysteries grand

Diverters of time, of sedinations

Their central forces collide

Their waves of gravitation flow out

To touch the farthest galaxies

Voices barely perceivable here

As it passes almost unsensed

Its energy magnetic, whooping

No beginning, no end

No start or finish

Density unlimited

Time will pass effected

Drawing all to its presence

But it is a nonentity

A gravitational extreme

Gravity bending around a mass

Following curves of space about

For all things of great mass

To keep them orbiting near

That in time will find them

Theirs, a velocity and weight

Light particles curving, vectoring

Warped in an inescapable link

The intensity of mass abundant

Then brings further force upon

Anything that passes to arch

Diverted by its total capture

Its accretion disk draws near

Everything that nears, traps, orbits

Closer until it begins to lose mass

The polarity causes jetting gases

Lights and magnetics spewing

Intensity bursting throughout

The cosmos littered by them

Astral bodies that burn hydrogen

The lightest of all atoms periodical

Slowly fusion crushing heaviness

Their density losing effectiveness

The energy can no longer thrive

Until the end, its neutron scope

Collapsing to density, a mass far less

Density massive, its size diminished

Diminished, but enormous to us still

A dead neutron star, so very heavy

Gathering the forces less around

To attempt an equilibrium

Imbalanced in its presence

Its gravitational lensing

Captures lights extension

In its consistent absorption

It bends to an ebon maelstrom

On the event horizon nearing

Time slows itself to an interception

And existence extinguished

From elongation streaming

Until total molecular disintegration

To find a new existence energetic

In the least, lightest mass

The serenity of space is false

For energetic imbalance demands

That attempts made at atomic level

Stars coming are blue, short-waved

Stars away, red by the Doppler effect

A dead star, a massive neutron

Or a black hole larger still

More than thrice the fiery mass

Of our central sun, our smaller star

As if players flinging energy about

Throughout the celestial planes

The parallax of our vision

Gives it perception binocular

Perceptions changed triangulated

In monocular movement change

The percieved distance angulated

With result, an acceptable distance

For masses measured untouchable

Gaining distance and size in turn

In its accretion flow flare out

The remnants of captured stars

Born of hydrogen densities

A fusion of energy grasped

Tidal forces ensnaring galaxies

For at each one, a black hole

That found itself amidst the forming

And dispersing it in kind as well

Equilibrium warrants dynamics

The expansions and contractions

They effect even light waves so

That distances modify apparent

The gravitational forces intense

Draw in all and disperse it throughout

The gaseous source creates an entity

Much greater than astral genesis

It's percieved darkness cyclonic

That appears with bounds spherical

And disperses polar axis outward

That identify its polarity profound

When coming close upon one another

Their mergence ripples time's fabric

Wave lengths elongated, diverted

Disrupted celestial dimensions

That give cause to disorientation

By metered results being sensed

By their very nature cyclic

Creating and relieving energetic

The clutter accumulating tides

That break in intensities' forces

Scattering wave bands beyond

Their extrusion by manipulation