I was lost, but now I'm Found
just a Ghost Ship drifting Unbound,
through Storms and Flame, through nights and days
wayfaring through in Most Excellent Haste,
through darkened mist, Into Seas of Light Cyphers
I Am Solar Rexus with the Solar Light Piper,
the Soul Vessel, it Gleams Immaculate
Deep Diving the Inner Galactics,
Venturing Afar
for the Spark within burns like Djeds and Stars,
Wielding Torches, Illumined to Navigate
Unto the High Seas and Gales,
Unto the Celestials, it's Exuberant
Crista Insignis, I Harken to Boundless Lumens
Ever So-Lucid, To Believe is To Become
Resist Not, those Typhonic Winds Into The Sun
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