Sermon of the Seven Suns - Obscura

The sermon of the seven suns

A funeral of worlds

Enshrouded, devoured, consumed in solitude

Forsaken, abandoned, decayed in eternity

A manifest in birth and death

For each moment in time

At first enthrallment, a stream of grace

Kingdom come — evaporation

Eternal enslavement, a touch of salvation

Demise, disillusion, cremation

Perdition, damnation, serpentine affliction

Sustained, unbroken, beyond redemption

A manifest in birth and death

For each moment in time

A second emergent, a glint of bliss

Kingdom come — annihilation

Scattered radiation, a kiss of death

Vitiation, elimination, evisceration

A virgin planet, blazed in fire

By a mass of flame, the ultimate fate

A spark of life, vanished in naught

In a grand inferno, a funeral of worlds

After hundreds of thousands of years

A seventh sun reborn in agony

A destroyer constrained in pitch black sorrow

Breathless silence, a new born empty shell

Light bringer, deceiver, cancer of the universe

A manifest in birth and death

For each moment in time