Chromium  Sun  -  Virus

I've  shovelled  through  dust  to  find  you

To  the  point  I  heard  the  sound  of  your  mind

Memories  displayed  a  secret  gallery

Cargo  on  an  unmanned  freight-train

You  tell  me  the  earth  is  a  womb

Forging  fake  centuries

Plugging  the  entrance  to  a  new  world

Thriving  in  the  realm  of  your  chest

A  chromium  sun  gleams  in  your  eyes

Like  a  hatched-out  horizon  it  bleaches  the  skies

The  glowing  behemoth  came  back  from  somewhere

And  its  chromium  chest  it  breathes

Your  skin  is  a  barrier  to  another  world

Centuries  gone,  just  came  back

Music  in  a  silent  universe

Ancient  echoes  from  pre-historic  birds

The  desert  monument  stuttered

"Real  and  dry,  hurt  and  scrape"

The  hollow  moment,  battered

Is  now  wiped  clean  from  the  sky

The  chromium  sun  gives  a  strict  glare

Sliding  on  your  limbs,  overriding  your  sphere

The  hatched-out  horizon  came  back  from  nowhere

On  its  chromium  hands  and  knees