Fury
Eyes dripping of blood and fire, starhair rushes its whirls of seduction across your indigo shroud - enduring an insatiable fever that whetted exotic appetites and a manly desire to thrust your soul into the font of bespoken aeons and to rise one time more - reassembled, galvanized by primordial forces, reborn through the rite de passage of a new empyrean hermeticism - and destroy the black shapeless forms lurking inconspicuously in the high vacuum. Behold now these lumps of carrion marching in a sullen pilgrimage towards the gates of oblivion: neck broken, spine humped in shame and terror, vile casualties of their own indoctrination of haunting nightmares, sentenced to eternal torment under the stark scrutiny of bland nonentity. The undying fire raging in your chest: their bane. Dusting the remaining embers of stars and newly formed planetary system into stark penal colonies made from dark matter... Airing the canvas of space-time, trawling a spree of a trillion galactic cobwebs int...