Aversions Crown - Prismatic Abyss

Behold the darkest ideology
An empty realm born from dust nothingness
Rests upon this empty plane creationism mends with in its gaze
I exist
I am god
Nothing everything
Nexus to primordial existence
Within the darkness I was conceived a fusion of energies
Seeping into a materialised existence
Atomized with the bounds of amalgamate a surrogate animate my incarnate formulate
And duplicate
I descend from my unexposed realm
The prismatic abyss
I deem creation to be excreted from my abomination otherworldly foundations formulation
Organic cultivations
…
Splinters of my being
…
Pierce this realm

torn apart through sacrifice
My being is severed to recreate
This realm of darkness illuminates for the first time
Elements of my soul seedlings of organic matter
Planted upon this empty realm where nothing dwells
These cosmic entities awake kneeling before my provenance
Transformation cycle brinks
Completion

As they hatch from enigmatic spheres
They stare upon my wretched being
Transformation cycle now
Complete

Oh my children breathe
Overwhelming
Oh my children breathe
Empowering

I exist
I am god
Nothing everything
Nexus to primordial existence
My gruesome abominations follow me venturing transcended time
Leaving behind the nothingness
Frozen in time time forevermore

On Fri, Jan 27, 2017 at 8:45 AM, Tylar Gorman wrote:
Prismatic Abyss

Behold the darkest ideology
An empty realm born from nothingness
Rests upon this empty plane creationism mends with in its gaze
I exist
I am god
Nothing everything
Nexus to primordial existence
Within the darkness I was conceived a fusion of energies
Seeping into a materialised existence
Atomized with the bounds of amalgamate a surrogate animate my incarnate formulate
And duplicate
I descend from my unexposed realm
The prismatic abyss
I deem creation to be excreted from my abomination otherworldly foundations formulation
Organic cultivations
…
Splinters of my being
…
Pierce this realm

torn apart through sacrifice
My being is severed to recreate
This realm of darkness illuminates for the first time
Elements of my soul seedlings of organic matter
Planted upon this empty realm where nothing dwells
These cosmic entities awake kneeling before my provenance
Transformation cycle brinks
Completion

As they hatch from enigmatic spheres
They stare upon my wretched being
Transformation cycle now
Complete

Oh my children breathe
Overwhelming
Oh my children breathe
Empowering

I exist
I am god
Nothing everything
Nexus to primordial existence
My gruesome abominations follow me venturing transcended time
Leaving behind the nothingness
Frozen in time time forevermore