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Veins of starlight rot beneath my skin

A choir of spores begins to sing within

Through fractal voids my consciousness bleeds

Sewn to the pulse of collapsing seeds

I drank the echo of a dying sun

Where time unravels, undone, undone

Serpents of color coil through my sight

Devouring shadows, birthing the night

Veins of starlight rot beneath my skin

A choir of spores begins to sing within

Through fractal voids my consciousness bleeds

Sewn to the pulse of collapsing seeds

Black flame blooming in infinite eyes

A thousand deaths in iridescent skies

I shed my flesh to the fungal throne

Where thought and decay have overgrown

Veins of starlight rot beneath my skin

A choir of spores begins to sing within

Through fractal voids my consciousness bleeds

Sewn to the pulse of collapsing seeds

I drank the echo of a dying sun

Where time unravels, undone, undone

Serpents of color coil through my sight

Devouring shadows, birthing the night

Black flame blooming in infinite eyes

A thousand deaths in iridescent skies

I shed my flesh to the fungal throne

Where thought and decay have overgrown

Spiral gods in trembling hues

Whisper truths no mind can use

Their language drips in molten sound

A crown of silence, tightly wound

Veins of starlight rot beneath my skin

A choir of spores begins to sing within

I drank the echo of a dying sun

Where time unravels, undone, undone

Serpents of color coil through my sight

Devouring shadows, birthing the night

Black flame blooming in infinite eyes

A thousand deaths in iridescent skies

I shed my flesh to the fungal throne

Where thought and decay have overgrown

I am the root in cosmic loam

Entombed within the all-consuming dome

No self remains, no form survives

Only the swarm where chaos thrives

Eclipse the soul, let nothing stay

Dissolve into the astral decay

In sacred rot, I am unmade

A hymn to the void, I am forever flayed