By strange lips and foreign tongues,
Your future comes undone,
My voice will pierce the depths,
And bring your avarice to ruin.
You'll run yourself in circles,
Uncertainty your vice,
But when your heart stops,
You're left to roll the dice,
I am the weight in chance,
I see time unravel,
I am the answers embodied,
And the road you travel.
You contemplate your fate,
And universal design,
But I am destruction,
I am fate designed,
I am not at the will
Of time and space,
And you are not lost,
For matter knows it's place.
These are not transcendence,
Collections of what brought us here,
This is the unparalleled,
The only possible sphere,
This is not the mercy,
Of all roads' convergence,
This is the absolute,
The endgame, the finished.
(There's scars on my hands, and burns on my tongue,
Hell is empty, all my demons walk among,
Separation silence, I still hear the scream,
You can't bring me peace apart from you there's no such thing)
I'll make you stronger than you ever knew you could be,
Hell will fear you if you learn to trust in Me.
This is the end of everything,
Bring your faults and let them fall before me,
Don't close your lungs to the air I am breathing,
When the stars collapse the universe can spin again.
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