I am your dying omegastar
Always struggling to begin
When I get the courage to start
Everything is at its end

Stuck in icicle shafts
glued in an imperfect place
I can't seem to move
Stupid look on my stupid face

My flame lowers
My wicker burns
I am at my end alone
And alone I yearn
 - I yearn for you
           for this

Always trying to be your vaccine
Doing what ever you pleased
I tried to stop pain
never relazing that I am the disease

My flame lowers
My wicker burns
I am at my end alone
And alone I yearn
 - I yearn for you
           for this


My ever burning fire is dead
my frozen core setting in
I will still be your omegastar
fading to the very end

- Omegastar March2402 Eric Enwood