The hammer falls, breeding awe-inspiring wickedness

Ephemeral in it's regressive condemnation

Pulsating protoplasma rages upon the burning ocean

Mirroring the further mental transmigration...



The crescent moon grows old

And airy castles made of glaring starlight

Endure the utter suffering

Sparkling in this moonless winternight



The consuming parallels are broken,

Perished are the chambers of Utopia...

Sacrilegious and hidden, transenflamed and disgorged

Into portals of chaos the Space emerges...