At the end of days, circling a bloated sun Cast adrift within an endless vacuum Interordinal hybridization Of brobdingnagian creation From this dias he reigns Horror Unchained Ever growing, larger and larger Drinking deep of the ceaseless slaughter Feasting upon his sons and daughters All hail the Greatfather, the King. And the dark pods eternal. Mucus from the poison abyss Enthroned in the putrescent Gardens of Slish Beyond the black gulf of unending time Hideous nebulae woven in slime Reborn of the ooze, brought back, exhumed from gravities tomb Captive by the force of ten thousand stars His fury for aeons confined to the dark Harvester of the cosmic sea Nourishing his eternity And when all is gone, and the boundaries melt He hangs in the heavens devouring himself In the chaos of this transformation Metaphysical annihilation As his power wanes Energies dissipate Ever falling, farther and farther In the heart of his collapsing structure Igniting a seed of another Mollusca