Mournful Heavens

By Needless

On The Cosmic Cauldron

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Canticle of fragments, in tetragonal silhouette

Delirious geometry serves the amorphous company

As the horde arrives at a bioluminescent harbor

Of refurbished flesh the sea welcomes us with violaceous waves

It washes the organic towers of dead species

Under the painting of barren planets

Doing their lethargic dance

Right in the tetragon center

Oh Nеbula Infernal Oceania

Regulus, quadrant capital

Cradlе of multiversal slavery

Integrates lifecode imprisonment

The ceremony begins

Our bodies are the canvases now

This is a mere test of perseverance:

An experiment with insane configurations

With stored knowledge of every possible variant

All was done in the name of the strange Calabi-Yau manifold

Ref.:

The tree of life is harvested

Branches are torn to pieces

The root of thought is looted

What’s the fruit of this soil?

Divine entity, Kardashev type six, ruler titan

Observes DNA in strange conjunctions

Divine entity, Kardashev type six, ruler titan

So this is our end

The end of Earth’s children

It has now been proven:

We were born for enslavement

This is the great barrier

All life ends in mournful heavens

With stored knowledge of every possible variant

All was done in the name of the strange Calabi-Yau manifold

Ref.:

Tree of life is harvested

Branches are torn to pieces

The root of thought is looted

What’s the fruit of this soil?

The tree is dead

The branches are dead

Divine entity, Kardashev type six, ruler titan

Observes DNA in strange conjunctions

Divine entity, Kardashev type six, ruler titan

Observes DNA in strange conjunctions