Allseeing I (The)
Sleeper At The Edge Of Dreams
lo, I emerge from a shadowy void I, eldest of things I, the canvas on which reality is painted have awoken from my timeless sleep amorphous. absolute is the absence of shape, mass and dimension soared dormant in solitude, at the edge of dreams now awake as a massive whirl of chaos and dark abstractions sensing the universe and it's grieving lamentations lo, I alter into the frost between the stars I, surpassor of all I, the almighty equilibrium omnipotent... doom crafter... awakened! enraged! unleashed obscure at first, from just distant fiery shimmerings then revealed, to enormous vast waves of energy my wrath takes form as an all embracing cosmic flaming ocean that rends the very fabric of reality lo, the afterglow subsides, and lo I, the cold breath of burial I, the warm light of countless suns unfolds a new time, a new dawn of existence fading away... vanishing into the infinite ocean of the universe back to silence, eternal darkness and obscurity back to my dormitory, my shadowy void to once again sleep at the edge of dreams
From Letras Mania