Prismatic Abyss - Aversions Crown

Behold the darkest ideology

An empty realm

Born from dust

Nothingness rests upon this empty plane

Creationism is within 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 materialized existence

Atomized within 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 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 forevermore