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