Similar, the iris surround the pupil in a quantum of storms tearing an opening in the global atmosphere and for that exact moment, only, in clock - all is left behind and never drew back up, the subdued past and defying future - derelict, at final your alone and the world is at your last breath, like lion and thy solar system like beauty and the beast - two great forces yet so very distantm yet so lonesome and together as one as two great familys collide.

in all fine wellbeing they will come to meet and meet that is, to make the one.

one that will brings those who stand tall shivvering at ones feet
one that will tear down those who defy against - self
one that will bring all darkness to and end and re-fire like a million ants beneath the scorching mother, the light always burning but yet not so bright, inside well never die

the end will come via nigh and be prepared you shall not.
masses upon masses by the graves, sculpt your future into your stone never worry my dear brother, there shalt be long left.