Yaldabaoth

Manifesting my mind into matter In painful throes of labor Of the infinite birthing of my world Rise! Primal adder Father of dying matter Rise! Erupt sulfur Spread your seeds of poison Born from infinite wisdom Shrouded in clouds of delusion Perverse solipsism Unheard-of your narcissism Profane act of creation Inverse ejaculation Tantric semen retention Illusion of self-illumination You have created nothing But that capable of suffering All that was pre-existing Now you have given a name All bound in you flesh Tormented without rest Rotten seed spills over Your blood defiles the soil As serpents pierce the ovum The seventh seal is broken