It is a strange thing, timelessness
The nothing stretching away forever
Meets the nothing within and collapses
The endless without
The was
The is not
An everlasting echo repeats
"The tunnel has existed always"
Infinite
And the echo
Always
But I hear a voice
It is a strange thing, timelessness
Because I have existed in the corridor always
I, I, I
There is a light
