Beneath the veil, where whispers tend to weep,
gravity wells shimmer, their secrets keep.
Dance, oh dancer, upon the starlit fleeces,
for the void below gathers souls and pieces.
Eternal, the waltz, in spirals of dread,
hypnotic, the echoes of spectral tread.
Traverse the shadows.
With each step, the dark deeply swells,
deep in the abyss where silence dwells.
Flicker, the stars, a distant sigh,
whisper the truth, and the unfathomed lie.
Haunted by orbits, unseen they reel,
avoid the wells - their myths conceal.
Chant the forgotten hymns.