what treachery hath wrought this blighted void so lifeless mocking in its accursed endlessness passing through the infinite epochs and tectonics seek the very core of it to write its fate
as I sink below its pale drone, casting off my crown a commandment I avow: to bring this world down
vigilant am I with exegesian pall encompass and silence all
let the world consume itself a scar on the gaian face let there be no return from what is razed
taking form as yet undreamt of, appear and smolder from above weaponized and blackened arms of the dead god now I rest and let it begin, crumbling from within
vigilant am I with exegesian pall encompass and silence all through wills of self-divine, my pantheon enthralled I hold thee destined to fall