Megalomaniac beings, trapped into oblivion
Of our own self-created gods
Intrinsic apostates of the universe
Unaware of its convergent entropy
Bound to burst into dust of nescience
Threatened to be wiped out, as a cosmic plague…
Refusing to be elevated, to a whole new level of consciousness
Despite of the dreadful outcome
What good is greatness?,
if there's not a hand to be reached in the void
Doomed to collide and embrace the ephemeral being
Bound to burst into dust of nescience
Threatened to be wiped out, as a cosmic plague…
Dismiss this transient creation!
False transcendence, self-imposed in the absence of light

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