Behold the darkest ideology
An empty realm
Born from dust
Nothingsness rests upon this empty plane
Creationism mends within its glaze
I exist
I am god
Nothing – everything
Nexus to primordial existence
Within the darkness I was conceived
A fusion of energies
Seeping into a materialised existence
Atomized within the bounds of amalgamate a surrogate
Animate my incarnate formulate and duplicate
I descend from my unexposed realm
The prismatic abyss
I deem creation to be excreted from my abomination
Otherworldly foundations formulation organic c**tivations
Splinters of my being
Pierce this realm
Torn apart through sacrifice
My being is severed to recreate
This realm of darkness
Illuminates for the first time
Elements of my soul
Seedlings of organic matter
Planted upon this empty realm
Where nothing dwells
These cosmic entities awake
Kneeling before my provenance
Transformation cycle brinks
Completion
As they hatch from enigmatic spheres
They stare upon my wretched being
Transformation cycle now complete
Oh my children breath overwhelming
Oh my children breathe empowering
I exist
I am god
Nothing – everything
Nexus to to primordial existence
My gruesome abominations follow me
Venturing transcended time
Leaving behind the nothingness
Frozen in time forevermore