Okta Khora

The ardent faith gathered here Seed from a dominant scheme Spawning over the ages All must die Impure stains soiled the creation As the antique lore had taught A lineage on a mission Striving for the end Back to the dark all shall go To be redeemed in bliss Cosmos longs for conclusion Matter is the enemy Life is a mere obstruction A new loop ought to begin Extinction in pure elation Eight is the track to ensue Dawn of a prodigal waste The edge of times is bouncing Spiritual rail to void Restart the opening bang Reload like a phoenix

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025