Singularity

Worlds apart Quasars deforming Bane of the lights order will be devoured into a chasm of infinite silence Existence molded In death and birth Into fabric of illusions Of the worlds to be reborn Within the soul of a dead god Lies the eternal frontiers of blackness Threshold for passing souls Reduced to an atonement, to a creed For singularity within, a dead god in me "God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms." Threshold for passing souls Reduced to an atonement, to a creed For singularity within, a dead god in me And I am alive