Sound of Anticreation
Where I walk
Wind's soft caress
Flowers spring to bloom
And yet
Everything is not as it had been
Mould grows
When I lay down
Worms rise to greet me
They bend in strange ways
One is white - Wrought with decay
One is from deeper down
Where I walk
Silence falls
Dead grass bows down
Everything is as it should be
As it should have always been
When I lie down
I levitate
Flesh below me trembles
What once flowed
Now does not
As atoms are torn apart
Anticreator's Gateway
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Ingress Through Sanguinary Spheres
Halos ascend and angled roots pierce
Dimensions turn grey
I move into the house of light
What will be buried
Will rain down
In an endless cycle
My will propagates
Twists and turns
Burns anew
Again
and again
and again
(Yet) The dead mouth beneath
Speaks with aesthetics of death
Pass the veil
Draw down the flame
Wear the mane of man
Hear the tongue of the sovereign one
Long darkness precedes
The ascent into aether
I move into the black house
And nothing follows
Sacrifice of others
Lays down its roots
For sacrifice of self
To grow into a mighty tree
Black holes escape its branches
In endless succession
This tree bears the name of sacrifice
It opens the threshold to second to last
The abyss awakens beside it
Grave Sentience
What was yours is now mine
In this world and in what is beyond
What was you resides in me
A breath of air
Inhaled like fragrant spring
A shell dissolves, yet you revolve
A star
The horned sun that ends all
Hands reflect stars already lost
That fed the graves
What was all, is now all
It is more luminous and complex
Affixed between the eye and the star
Gaze upon its brilliance
Invite it in
Facets multiply
Enshrouding new forms of madness
And a glimpse of something deeply hidden
This is the beauty of the corpse
What constellations lie beyond
Hidden beneath this frail skin
Austere Light of Endless Abysses
An eye from within
A silver moon that feeds
A man reborn
Walks into the spiraling abyss
Where the rest is shed
Burned off your body
Made into mould again
Past sacred flesh
Past sinewy groves
Frail curtains of bone
A crown lowered
Unto a bloody brow
A man is born
In the spiraling abyss
Where thoughts infect neighboring minds
Visions seek out them all
What follows this black void
Exceeds in luminance
The holy star that is
Thousandth Dream
What follows the dreams of sanguine glow
Beneath the black soil
Once opaque
Bright now
They shine
The sun - No more
All lights fade away
The abyss awakens
The self and all
All that hear
All that see
The abyss awakens
From profound rifts it seeps
Into being
Traversing pathways
Unable to withstand its glory
This body falls apart
As heavy waves break the bonds
Bright advocator - Now bound by none
Open!
Behold - the Eternal Well
Its boundaries infinite
It sings to me so solemnly
Faces - Skulls
Drawn in front of me
I beg them to follow
The winding path to my iron throne
Inexorable tear
Proceed as you must
Exsanguinating womb
Forever for the eye to turn
Thousandth dream of nightmares
Upon the Rotting Threshold
As accretion disks around their temples slowly turn
The skull is eclipsed
Umbra forms on its mouth
Spines rotate into spirals
One by one they fall
See them! - Descend!
Feel the words that slowly drip
From otherworldly eyes
An all enveloping entropy calls
A turbulent wind grows
Its ring of the deepest bell
Bleeds light from the stars
Through them silver tendrils shine
With asymmetries of end-times
Into the depths of the darkest grove of offerings
Smeared across the pattern that veils all
As flesh folds - So does space
As flesh unfolds
So do crystalline structures unfold
My tongue is crimson
And i am thousand faced