Man's betrothed to time
Life a pageant of decay
All have a grain of sand

In the shower of the hourglass

Warp

Born was an idiot savant
Spared the bane of logic
Feeble minded yet gifted

Redemption of the curse
Conception of infinity
Dwell in lands man shuns

Poisoned fruit of Ambrosia
Chemistry of the divine
Granted fellowship only of dogs

Scorned as befits the dullard
Each act of cruelty towards him
Built his keep of vengeance

Falling further into the inverted pit
Broadening cognition
Plunging off the cliffs of impermanence

He became a god

Mortals float the river of time

While he drowned in its current
Clutching the dimensional roots of the shore
He stepped into the ceaseless beyond


Turning away from the flow of time
To a peak that pierced the bubbling sky

Grynpholg Mountain, lair of the Timeghouls

The tribes of Pulk

Black hearted Timeghouls
Loose knit marauders of the time procession
Banded together under the god's sword

To wage a holocaust verse the age of man
Up and down streams of humans' feeble course
Grandiose massacres retrograde things to be

Burning paths of future souls
Erasing those that are
Last clock's reading: 11 past 11


I am a god, the prime being
I shall impale you

On the crumbled pillars of the millennia

Warp

Pendulum swings cutting the thread of continuum
The heavy hands of clocks strangle babes and men
Bells hang still and silent falling on the faithful

Earth's matter and light mathematically blur
The battered refugees of the prime dimension
Fall from the decayed, weathering remnants of stone

Ravaged epoch of the infinite truth becomes extinct
A tornado of eroding sand
Boiling in the hourglass