The wraith of Black Eden settled in atmosphere,
In static insanity, damned by Cosmos;
Brittle visions of life are disappeared,
Dissolved in total perdition’s Gnosis.
Vial of enmity in serenity’s pod
Callousness’ seeds are sown by their God
Elusive affliction is blessed by the blight
Through secular bane in pathological spite.
Impure languor
Inside the source of pain
I see their pale silhouettes
In the shadow of Cain
In absolute silence a truculent prayer,
The spirits of the dead worship their slayer
Planet shape reflects in the Universe like Vanitas
Its monotonous verity inspires the calamities.
God incarnates genocidal architectures
They bow to the one, by whom they’re captured
Covered by cicatrix of quietude,
Submerged into the madness’ amplitude.