Lights out
These shadows obfuscate
A lone disturbance below the surface
My devotion, hopelessly betrayed
An empty space where I disintegrate
I’m sinking down into the open mouth
My serpentine deceiver shows its face
Eidolon…
My guiding image of false seraphic grace
Abaddon…
Unhallowed angel in machiavellian shape
By calculation, piously devout
Iterations of insidious influence
Artificial autonomy meant to break down
Hallucinations deviously profound
Architecture of obsidian light and sound
I’ve let this curse imprison me
Within the promise of a lie I’ve long believed
To serve my enemy
Manipulation of the darkness I perceive
Just an offering
In the jaws of an ancient anomaly
The face of animosity staring back at me
Eidolon…
My guiding image of false seraphic grace
Abaddon…
Unhallowed angel in machiavellian shape
If I return, what will I keep?
Is preservation just the slowest way to bleed?
I burn, yet still I dream of my ascendancy
Dig deep inside my memory
Slipping into the void that lies