Nospherith
Fishaholic
"At the beginning of time there was one core truth,
And it was laid to rest in the core of the earth.
So with each revolution, each orbit, each birth-
The truth is covered by a new layer of dirt.
Lay witness the mountains as strata unfold:
The fossils, the gold, the pots and the bones.
Each layer of death and dust, each one a veil.
As we look to the skies for some lost cosmic Grail.
We'll peer into the dark until we clutch those stars with our hands;
We'll search till hopeless, burned-out and damned.
We'll willingly crack the sky's sacred dome,
And leave the truth lost in this sad antique place called home."
And it was laid to rest in the core of the earth.
So with each revolution, each orbit, each birth-
The truth is covered by a new layer of dirt.
Lay witness the mountains as strata unfold:
The fossils, the gold, the pots and the bones.
Each layer of death and dust, each one a veil.
As we look to the skies for some lost cosmic Grail.
We'll peer into the dark until we clutch those stars with our hands;
We'll search till hopeless, burned-out and damned.
We'll willingly crack the sky's sacred dome,
And leave the truth lost in this sad antique place called home."
). There's some other, very talented photographers on these forums, but I'll take it! 
