Mighty poseidon, have I angered thee? Forced to weather this tempest, brave the hail (Adrift in this cosmic sea, shadow surrounding me, impending vacuity taking ahold of me) I cry out to the void... Silent reverberation knocks the stellar winds right out of my sails (Creeping, enveloping, twilight is settling, perception darkening as far as the eye can see) Come float with me through this icy black expanse. Wont you take my hand and float away with me? Scylla, Charybdis, the Strait of Messina positioned between us and Ithaca... A mere mote of dust in this cosmic expanse is the object of my affectation This odyssey, this odyssey is coming to an end! Home again, home again, thought I'd never see you again... This odyssey, this odyssey is coming to an end! Home again, home again, against this cosmic horizon...