I am staring at the Sun of the Nothing
For I want to eat the visions of God
Consuming the knowledge
And power that radiates overhead
As I slumber in a bed
Of vegetation and thorns leaving behind unease and dread
I feed from pretentious notions
And malignant demons through its rays
For hell is abandoned
And this single horror walks amongst our ongoing cliches
My eyes, my perception
They seem to smolder and whiten
For it seems that I have peered
Into the diseased display of myself
I am the eater of the sun
I am the destroyer of worlds

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