Behold the botomless depth. The abysicc storm is coming. See the walls of lies crumbling, see all creation deforming. Formless, timeless, hidden, undeniable. Come, oh ageless darkness, shatter my flesh, facture my soul. Against the soul, against the flesh, I greedily breath the nothingness of death. Longing for apathy and puryfing emptiness, life becomes an urdent prayer for loss. Into the voertes of naught, towards the intersection. Implosion of blackness, the path of sickening isolation. Into the resplendent obscurity, where the cause is no more, towards perdition, against the flesh, against the soul. Formless. Ageless. Timeless. Altered. Awaken. Dead inside. Against the self, life instinct reversed. Primary masochistic worship transgressed. Empty soul euphoria, catharic collapse, total eclipse, a holy union with nothing. Into the voertex of naught, through the mazes of illumination, where endless disharmony shines with dreadful perfection. Into the resplendent obscurity, where the cause is no more, towards perdition, against the flesh, against the soul.
resplendent, formless, naught, ageless, flesh