From a Saturnine chasm
Emerge through the nexus
Where the finite live and die
Where an altar was constructed
A cult of the third eye!
A tribute to the vestigial oculus
A gateway to the chasm
Where dwell the beings of smokeless fire and cloud and shadow
It is everywhere else
We are everyone, always;
We are nobody forever
Inverted anti-reflection
A projection of (your) darkness
A prototype, a simulacrum
A curiosity, a possibility of you
Projected through a darkened passage
The chasm takes something from you
Trickery - in its place, a mimicry
A somber allusion, a flickering illusion
Become now, as the chasm
A ghastly void to coalesce with you
We grow in numbers
And our dimension swells
Soon, there will be no option but to
Spill into your static realm
We grow in numbers
And our dimension swells
Soon, there will be no option
But to spill into your static realm
Where you weave your meager strands;
Inefficient for a greater cause
Meaningless experience distorts into profundity
Imbued with knowledge of mortality
Soon everything you know will be called into question
You will see chaos, duplicity, multiplicity
A glimpse into the very nature of your perceived reality
All that will be observed
Will overwhelm human cognition
As we tear through the latticework of your existence
What will become of your world, when,
Past, present and future coexist?
What once only flickered will soon flourish
A feast for the shadows; pandemonium