Engulfed by a cataract
Of lacerated light
Within a maelstrom
Of dissolving stars and hope
Perceiving spirit
At the verge of frenzy
Pierced by seraphi
Weapons unerathly
Constantly carving
Complexe corridors
Into our nerves
Like shattered
Yet pulsating fractals
Conned into
Thy desolate
Theocidal grave
Reversed poisoned gate
Numinous tool of perdition
Radiating and undead
Implant parasite
The cortex
In permanent mockery of hope
Displaying every anguish of hell
As perpetual
Host of the will
As amplifying vessel
For glorious destruction
Man is fixed to a doomed coordinate
Feeding secretly from the source
Finally perfectly emptied
A chalice of flesh
That solved thy riddle not
