Electric Sky’s.

Upon the heavens brilliant flash horizons will ignite, the skies upon the endless dreams, upon the darkest night. Conductors in the heavens light in passage of the plains, and sparks will fly across the sky, in jagged arcs and veins. Electric skies are filled to set the night within the loom, with branches on the tree that’s glowing lit to be consumed. Upon the tension thunder breaks in scourge upon the wind, in course that’s source is governed by the force that holds us in. In tendrils growing tracks in space across the air of night, the fusion of the hands of fate illuminate with fright. In generating volts that cast their senses to the rain, our destines are haunting as the light we are contained.