Dark Matter Halos

Deep beneath a galactic void
Inside the mass of a vacant orb
Spheroidal regions of space
Gravitational collapse
Radiates a dark matter halo
Through the accretion disk
Luring frail creatures

With insane eyes
Will it be believed? Will it be believed?
With broken minds
Will it be perceived? Will it be perceived?

Fatally curious
And seeking ancient knowledge
Negating their instinctual fears
Diminishing the threat from bеyond
The threat from beyond

Cеnturies in their dreams
Eroding stable minds
The only thoughts left are screams
And chaos enshrined
Adrift in the apathy of time
Far from the laws of earth
Bound to the chaos

When insane eyes see
Will it be believed? Will it be believed?
When broken minds feel
Will it be perceived?

Destined to be warped into an endless stain
On the event horizon
The sole remaining structured mind
Observes figures of fractured light

Fatally curious
Fragmented, stuck in time
Surrounding by unseen forces
Frozen staring at hallucinations
Describing the design
Of the omni-conscious tesseracts