Humaniora - Sound of Ceres

Light came true from some window in the woods

Palace huge, above in the winter view

Got my voice right

Gold face, no eyes

Movement there of some shadow on the door

Through the air, it comes for the onyx orb

Thought I saw you

Start to fall through

There is a future somewhere

Out there along the skyway

Ivory, the inlets of astral things

Above in the winter view

Echoing the princess, her mask, and me

In love at the end of time