Sunday, April 10, 2011

Becoming Eater, The Black Star

From my death as I rot in the earthen stone,
Soul alive will rise to a stary throne,
Expanding then colapsing to be living dead
Across Plutonian Heaven stead.

Time and Space,
Exeume me from mere planet.
Godly Race,
Have me be a king.
Armoured in a brilliant light
For luring guilty passers by.
Hunger that can never sate
To eat all life and dead alike!

Eater!

With my body make a sun
To eat up every one
"Take our bodies, make us whole
In you, the black star!"

Becoming blacker than the space between the spaces.
Exhuming as I was exhumed.
My name the name of that my life has been exhaulted to.
I am the king of all stars.

"Take our bodies, make us whole
In you the black star."
With my body make a sun
To eat up every one!

Black Star!

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