Aion suntelia

Cast down between two worlds
Across the dark son of awareness
The body hologram born
From the dust of a dying star
Neverending now of infinite illusions
Free to tremble in fear and pain
Limited by misfortune

Flawed by design
Lost in a lost world
Gods in exile
Feed on the weak
And the wounded

Quarantined in the
Labyrinth of time
Set free from gravity's weight
Alchemical wedding
Of crystalline heavy light