To the Quasar

"We are on our way to the quasar, an object as bright as a galaxy. Our hope is that the

quasar may contain an unfathomable source of power and peril at its center ... a black

hole."

"On our journey, we receive the radio emissions of a pulsar -- an imploded neutron star."

Within a distant nebula in the Taurus zodiac

I hear the wailing of a star, the weak pulse of a fading sun

All its fuel is burning out and its light will fade to black

I can't ignore its hopeless shout as it fires its death cry out in space

A star in Taurus lights up and outshines the galaxy

A fleeting moment of glory in time and space

A supernova resounds, a desperate symphony

Leaving behind a beacon fallen from grace

Lift your head up to the sky

And hear the faraway cry of a dying star

I heard its message from afar

A frequent surge of sight and sound

We approach the fallen neutron star

Spinning round and round and round

We attend this cosmic mass and we hear its sad lament

But even stars and planets pass in this cold and everlasting place

Lift your head up to the sky and hear the cry...

"We have encountered a quasar in the constellation Virgo. But does it really contain a

black hole, the portal to our final destination?"

Heading off into the core of a newborn galaxy

We have reached a brilliant star-like source of energy

This cosmic spectacle of radiance was formed

Fifteen billion years ago when the universe was born

To the quasar

Beyond the milky way

The redshift is high, a bright light in the sky

To the dark star

Beyond the light of day

The gravity's high, a black sun in the sky

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As we approach the sea of light I'm forced to close my eyes

I can feel the vibrant waves of centuries go by

Then the pull of an unseen force is tearing us away

Could it be we found the entrance to our passageway?