The Void isn’t black; it’s devoid of color, you see
This vacuum derides a soul terrified
No sensory vanity—impossible to define
Like describing a new sense or a dimension
Beyond our three
This is no realm of fear; at least it shouldn’t ever be
But the projections of his mind left him far behind
And imagine a fantasy intent to terrify
He casts reality aside, in himself confides
In vacuum are birthed his gods and ravenous demons
Every monster who claims to have swallowed the sun
But truth beholds none, not a single no one
Could dare challenge death’s hollow reality;
Your sun is weak
He fears no spirits, no deranged mortal minds
No delusions of tormenting infinitude’s confine
He’ll live by a morality derived from within
Hell-bound with Hell found based not on arbitrary sin
To live free
© Copyright 2016 rofltaco. All rights reserved.
Paste the link to picture in the entry below:
Paste the link to Youtube video in the following entry:
Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node.
An annotation cannot contain another annotation.
There was an error uploading your file.