Gather round now, tis a tale to tell
Of Goddess and Gods the eternal well From which we all drink It comes from before there was time When the universe had identity to find And it began to think All those forces and powers celest Began to form up, not longer in jest For a serious step the brink Atoms collide as suns swirl and form Planets become solid like pie crust, solid and warm Away emtpiness does sink A new void to be taken by those Created at start in the begining they rose The ONE and the many The One was the top that none comprehend The being of power, the start and the end The provider of nothing and plenty Below this were those not quiet the top This made their power lust a bit tough to stop But their quest it was empty The Gods o the stars and lords out in space Existing before our little race For them goes some empathy Their tale is but sad for those few that have heard The truth is funny, there is power in words This is their end It started with two near to one point Gamira and Centuri their name did annoint Story of two friends One a galaxy center, a cluster of stars Gamira enclosed billions including us and red Mars Power to control his will out to send No recognizable appearance we could see His form was the stars, his conscience more free His reality bends Moving from away Centuri does creep Like a partner in bed, closer they meet But they are too cold or too hot Centuri a hole, endless and black Bright and early massive he sparked Leaving a void with light showing not Between these two titans stood the Goddess just one The in-between the rocks and the sun Trinity her lot It was Glama her name, who brought them to come To a gap that they filled with explosions done Her attention got Gamira the light, Centuri the hole They went to eachother like fire to coal Destruction She waits now, Eternal and pure She know the one, the truth The all The ultimate Mother
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