Behold the darkest ideology An empty realm Born from dust
Nothingness rests upon this empty plane Creationism mends within its glaze
I exist I am god Nothing, everything Nexus to primordial existence
Within the darkness I was conceived A fusion of energies Seeping into a materialized existence Atomized within the bounds of amalgamate, a surrogate Animate my incarnate, formulate and duplicate I descend from my unexposed realm The prismatic abyss I deem creation to be excreted from my abomination Otherworldly foundations, formulation, organic cultivations
Splinters of my being Pierce this realm Torn apart through sacrifice My being is severed to recreate This realm of darkness Illuminates for the first time Elements of my soul Seedlings of organic matter Planted upon this empty realm Where nothing dwells
These cosmic entities awake Kneeling before my provenance Transformation cycle brings completion As they hatch from enigmatic spheres They stare upon my wretched being Transformation cycle now complete
Oh my children breathe overwhelming Oh my children breathe empowering
I exist I am god Nothing, everything Nexus to primordial existence
My gruesome abominations follow me Venturing transcended time Leaving behind the nothingness Frozen in time forevermoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
