The phrase "abyss time" is not a standard expression in written English and may not be widely understood.
It could be used in a poetic or metaphorical context to describe a period of deep introspection or existential reflection.
Example: "As I sat alone in the dark, I found myself lost in abyss time, contemplating the meaning of my existence."
Alternatives: "void time" or "depths of time".
Hell time, abyss time, the hour of no return.
He has dragged Liverpool from the abyss time and again but in Sao Paulo, even in a climate that would have been at the top of England's wish list, his deeper role virtually removed his ability to do this, the odd set-piece apart.
Underneath the dorm is the Abyss of Time, the cause of the time skip.
The human mind, he thought, simply could not comprehend that "dark abyss of time".
It's a book that speaks powerfully to all our Caulfields, even across an abyss of time and language.
As this abyss of time cuts down across the ages, it presents in clear perspective of one great picture the reality, the sequence, and the movement in a vast tide of events.
Having no idea how long she had been away — since anything not in his immediate field of perception and attention would be lost, forgotten, within seconds — he seemed to feel that she, too, had been lost in the abyss of time, and so her "return" from the abyss seemed nothing short of miraculous.
Her bony fingers struggle at times to reach the notes, and the piano is rather out of tune, but her memory is clear, and she brings to bear an aching, rubato-laden sense of feeling that seems to extend over an abyss of time, across the catastrophes of the twentieth century, to the glittering years before the First World War.
He wonders what they'd make of the cave paintings (I suspect they'd wonder why no reptiles were featured), then muses, "Are we today the crocodiles who look back into an abyss of time?" While we ponder this quintessentially Herzogian imponderable, it strikes me that there's only one serious mistake in the film.
But in those direct eyes I see again the reliable co-captain of the P.S. 2 safety squad -- the other co-captain's name is on the Vietnam wall -- and across an abyss of time and class, we remember each other with love.
Clench a fragment of Yorick in your fist — milky and chill — and the heart grows younger, pounds faster, and strains; the suitor wants to snatch the young lady, and water spouts like a fountain to all ends of the sea, and the world circulates, whirling, spinning, wanting to fall; it stands on three whales, and splits away from them into the head-spinning abyss of time.
