The loathsome emptiness, of an inverted landscape
Nature is destitute, earthly quarantine
Defanged and stripped of ego, failures, shattered psyche
Amniotic wormhole, passage to obsolescence

Echo surmounts the voice, burden of procreation
A flawed totality, spawned in blood, built to hate
Limits of articulation, lack of a grand design
Depths of depravity, the absurdity of what I am

Plagued, how many prophets warned
Decaym a broken ouroboros
Shunned, dripping with latent horror
Exile, sanctity of descent

Laying waste to generations
Recede the sprawl ebb of mankind
Break the cycle tearing away
Soul and sinew, spoils of war

Plagued, how many prophets warned
Decay, a broken ouroboros
Shunned, dripping with latent horror
Exile, sanctity of descent

There's no exit
In the wake of
Orthodoxy
No conclusion

Embodiment of institutions, nothing comes from nothing
Rebelling against polarity, succumb to the negation
Blood on our hands tipping the scales, swathed in a blasphemy
Experience undimension, absurdity of what I am