Cut down the sacred sun
Burn out the dawning stars
And let its pain spread outward
As a crimson portent of doom

Under the dwindling light
Of an uncertain splintered moon
Shattered inhuman thoughts
Took wing and became life

The eyes that would see
Wounds across this reality
Merged with the womb of night
And birthed darkness once again

Piercing where they might
The deep knives carve through
Slashing thought and will
And draping them across worlds

Made as a statue to the glory of wrath
Unable to break the chains
Chains of this dying reality
Scream into the void and dead suns

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