Why do this?
Hah!
Why do any of this?!
’tis dictata,
Via Existentialism.
Perversions of Entropy,
Of Nihilism.
Making something from nothing,
In endless defiance of an eventual dark.
No better time for a Skald to shine,
Than an apocalypse.
Writing epitaphs for a species,
As we drag ourselves down.
Perversions of Entropy, Of Nihilism.
