Singing of Cellular Dust

"I thought I was evil until I looked out at the universe, I saw demons in the twinkling stars, stars whose light I stole and which they finished off. They watched me and I peered back knowing they saw. What I took were crumbs. They noticed. Enough to let me take them. Wickedness permitted. The control I had, sunken carrion of a sun that doesn't shine and a thing that bleeds, but shall not die."