The Black Canvas

Borknagar

The very maxim of the universe

Portrayed by the greatness the stars rehearse

Premeditated by nature's sense

A modest exuberance so intense

That every mind has failed to grase it



Forged by time on the last of eternity

Complex constructions - a stellar fraternity

Spread out on a canvas of deepest black

The white glowing softness a fierce attack

On every space still to be filled by matter



A pursuance of that very first creation

Expansion and a constant alteration

The fringes of the canvas always stir

The boundary is bathing in a blur



Forged by time on the last of eternity

Complex constructions - a stellar fraternity

Spread out on a canvas of deepest black

The white glowing softness a fierce attack



That odious draught: insufficiency

Touched man as he climbed himself mentally

Alone with his newborn dexterity

Came death to his fear - a corollary

Of the fact that the stars never sensed his presence



The very maxim of the universe

Portrayed by the greatness the stars rehearse



Even Narcissus would drown in the sky

If his eyes ever rose from the mirror ponds

This radiant image, a stellar high

Eternally feeding the gnostions: "why"

To which every nightsky's a vast response



A pursuance of that very first creation

Expansion and a constant alteration

The fringos of the canvas always stir

The boundary is bathing in a blur



Forged by time on the last of eternity

Complex constructions - a stellar fraternity

Spread out on a canvas of deepest black

The white glowing softness a fierce attack