There Between two astral worlds
Lie dark seeds of eternal war
Far beyond the silent hole
Where meteors paint a crystal storm
Through the eons without space
Where swallowed is the concept: Time
Systems burning and colliding
Form the chaos, dark and light
Black holes
Comets
Blazing thunders
Fragments of the divine born
I am hunting high and low
Diving from the sky above
Looking for more and more once again
Im hunting high and low
Sometimes I may win, sometimes I′ll lose
Its just a game that I play
>>528180354
Perfection would be lame because then, there wouldnt be room for improvement.
Us human beings have a never ending potential due to us being imperfect.
Such is the beauty of humankind.