From the fires of passion
that the angels bore
to humanities weakness
that humanity bore

To time a gift of death
where this world temporarily rests
upon the hand of the God of this world
the blind mortal God
encircling the mortal trinity
faith cannot save thee

Through the ocean of souls
The eyes, the eyes

Though the world is passing by me
I feel nothing but apathy

And through the mortal struggle
dead-eyed
I wander endlessly

Dead eyes
of God
resisting the demiurge
and its misuse of power
Break the cycle
of this dead God
die finally alone

I may always be here
consciousness for eternity

Life is hopeless

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