Astrovoyage

I want to hunt diamonds in the sky

I want to seek for red rings there on the high

I guess I'm moving through the infinite night

I'm taking a flight on the horizon to die

The nucleous is hot and the time is not fast

The elements converts into a new kind of blast

The atoms explodes making a big mess

The solar winds can heal my soul

The smashing of gravity may bring me down

A way of ephemeral existance at all

It just makes me feel part of everything
Dust of our forge mothers