Aeon of Horus - Refraction

Curled upon itself to cower
As the pressure begins to rise
It shakes as its breath escapes
To look upon the nothingness
Bleak is the only description
Forever burning its eyes
To feel again it retreats

Only with the cold and darkness to exist
With a level of intoxication
It judges and subjugates its peers
Its yearns just to stretch its wings
The only stimulant is the fractal embrace of energies

The reflection turns
The refraction soars
Leaving not a name
To what the shadow stalks
This no name entity
With its eyes sealed shut
Sustained by the ecstasy
It brings to disregard

Watch as the bending light
Distorts into a new picture
Of one that which dissolves
It has found itself and risen a new
With-out a precursor to revere
This gestating consciousness now looms over the seed
This new order is strong, exiled and blind
It has evolved into something much more