Submit.
To entropy.
The infinite void calling you home.
Standing amidst Nihilism,
Charging up enough insolence –
To fight it wholeheartedly.
Can we kill our gods?
You bet.
Encased in shadow,
Stealing beams of light.
We make our own weapons,
Or become weapons ourselves.
Amen.
The Infinite Void Calling You Home.
