Presence is pestilence
I feel my particles becoming
Infinitely sparse with faces anew
Dark matter of impenetrable gloom
I'll tear your f*cking worlds apart
Don't you ever f*cking let me be perceived
Don't you ever f*cking let me be...
Pupils darkle toward the heavens
My universe, a crime scene
Boneyards of accidental sentience
In the light of dead suns
Born to shed the gravity of mourning
Time abductor, I've found a void to lure the Devil home...
I have finally found a void to lure my Devil home!
My malevolence made vast beyond understanding
An incalculable singularity of abandonment
Purifies and exists only in eternity
Slicing off pieces of space and instances of time
I bear witness to the most destructive, devouring,
Disintegrating state of every living & non-living thing
The final movement
The echoless opus
The orchestra of massless murder
The sound of nothing dying...
Oblivion cannot be
Oblivion without us