A Dithyramb of Mortification


Nature consumes all that You adore
Nature consumes all that You adore
Nature consumes all that You adore

Your covetous disposition, barbarous and bloodthirsty, raged forth with the fury of a thousand Hungry Ghosts, suffering, dissipated by their insatiable voracity. You laughed ferociously as Time atrophied. I knelt, pleading for Life amidst Chaos, as you lashed a tongue of Poison to the vast and omniscient Void, "Fools, you defile and desecrate the Gods! My anguish is Infinite!" Continuance ceased.

She awoke, blinded by lightning, sheepishly cowering to the nebulous reaches of the scalding Inferno.

Alas, I remained, a heart of solitude. Lone capillaries shrieked, beckoning for your Mortal womb.

Working the miracles of the One, I arose, the Twice Born. Silence began, sanctified remains dispersed amidst the stagnant and decaying Megacosm. Intoxicated with unadulterated Sadness, They stood, oblivious to the whirring of Universes consuming Themselves.

They have seduced You yet again, the Prima Materia is nothing more than the Knowledge of Their lies. Death is but a hoax. I beckon, come now, bask in my indestructible Glory. Suckle and taste Ambrosia.

Feast upon My Flesh


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