Sol

A sign beheld Of living stone Sprawling across the vault of heaven An embrace of amorphous clay The child thrashes in the formless cradle, offspring of time and dust Pangs of the birth which is to come herald the source of life Thrusting infinite pressure Mass infinite fragments Dense solar clusters Energy creates beginning Unbearable crushing tension In turbulent discord Bleeding out the newborn And reforming the flesh The heat of this withdrawal becomes the beating heart A host to feed on the gushing wounds And thus, the flesh is complete, relieved by the placid storm Calmed by the forlorn embrace of its dwindling home Rising to rear its young in the warmth of its light From the birth, an exhalation, the first breath of a star Breathe In your Life And Illuminate Yourself Stellar winds Blow Until your life Ends Arise Son of Sol Nigh is your dawn As the night is cold Within the sea A writhing mass Source of knowledge Forged in dust A chain of sinew Stretching forth Children of flesh, children of blood, and time Awake your dormant minds and claim your rightful heir But through This A loss To the self And the false Sense of light A dark Perverse Mind Forgetting the past To devour the marrow of all A cancer of thought Breeds death The sons of light Stricken and worn A cannibalistic being Failure of eternity Have you not foreseen the cost of this corruption? In it, Ouroboros is complete. Devour thyself. Devour thyself. If you wish that your end Gift thyself to the sanguine sphere

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

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