Scorched by time and death
And a bloated sun long since shriveled
The waste lies cold before me

God's creation ground to a shroud that stretches
From horizon to horizon
When all are dead

And all is gone

Not a breath stirs the air

The faded moon finds only dust
Crowded in the grip of a celestial wrath
Forever drifting through infinite frozen void

I exalt, alone at last

Behold my kingdom

From horizon to horizon
When all are gone
At last descends the silence


Wide awake to receive this bliss
Free of hate, free of pain, free of the need to escape

Everflowing, everglowing abyss
Drink my spirit, beget new shape


For even ruins shall reminisce
In powdered bone the lark of djinns and jinxes
And from afar the story hiss

And lucid moans of copulating sphinxes