Chronos - Spyglass lyrics

These times are dark
But every shadow, no matter how deep
Is threatened by morning light

That’s the Tree of Life…
Life…

You see it?
-The gold star?
It's actually a nebula wrapped around a dying star
That's what makes it look gold

That’s the Tree of Life bursting out of his stomach
- Come on!
Listen! His body became the tree's roots
They spread and formed the Earth
His soul became the branches, rising up, forming the sky

That’s the Tree of Life bursting out of his stomach
- Come on!
Listen! His body became the tree's roots
They spread and formed the Earth
His soul became the branches, rising up, forming the sky
All that remained was First Father's head
His children hung it in the heavens, creating Xibalba

So what do you think?
- About?
That idea
Death as an act of creation