Pupil Of The Searing Maelstrom

From which nothing escapes
All life is born
The incomprehensible paradox
Far above the skies

Echoes from outer voids
Undefined subtle clues
Of the dark heart
Pupil of the searing maelstrom

Projects the essence of the stars
Celestial bodies
Mangled remains of dead stars
Waiting to be disrupted once again

As flies are drawn to the light
World's hurl towards their inevitable death
So the infinite cycle continues