In the cathedral of cosmic stillness, where shadows breathe
The void sings a requiem in whispers soft and low
"Do you remember, amidst the cosmos' cradle?"
Stars flicker like the eyes of the lost, gazing into abyssal lore
Echoes in the Silence beckon, dark sorcery in
A tapestry of nebulous tendrils, silence stitched by
The weaver's hand, glimmering with secrets untold
"Here lies the heart of matter," she murmured,
As shadows encircle the whispers of time
Dreams of the Phantom, entwined
In the lattice of the void, where light bows to the dark
A symphony of nothing, whispered forgotten below
"Abandon all certainty," cried the raven-haired muse
Her voice a shiver in the cosmos, weaving dark hymns
Through the fabric of eternity, a darkmatter cipher penned
In blood and starlight, the ink of shadows cast long
Across the parchment of the universe, an eternal dawn