Where hierarchies were found

We met the structures veiled to life

All the grief as stone, cold as the night

Sharpened light, bleeding the sun

In seas revolving inorganic cycles

Eyes wide open absorb the wave of conception

And the mouth bond to lies replicates

The horror of mankind

Transition begins

I drain the abyss

Forging a dying planet

With the demons in my head

Travelling in this admirable tunnel

Words pull the trigger in vectors

Constructing reality from a third point of view

Behold the seeds of the universe