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LONGING FROM THE BLACK

FOR THE NEXT HARVEST

LURKING TO THE BLUE LIGHT

HUNGER!

HATRED!

THE REAPER WILL FALL FROM THE STARS ONCE AGAIN

THE FIELDS OF THE EARTH ARE AWAITING THE SCYTHE

IT WILL DEVOUR THE FLESH OF ALL MEN

IT WILL BREATH OUR AIR

ITS SERVENTS PREPARE THE RETURN OF ITS SHAPE

FROM CLUSTERS OF STARS THAT DON’T SHINE IN OUR NIGHTS

IT WILL INHALE US, DEVOUR US AND LEAVE

COURSE TO OTHER WORLDS

DEVOURER OF WORLDS!

DEVOUR!

EXTENDING MY FINGERS

PENETRATE!

I MUST FEED

I MUST BREATHE

HUNGER!

HATRED!

NOW THAT I SEE ITS SHAPE IN THE SKY

MOON-LIKE, REFLECTING THE LIGHT OF THE SUN

EVERYTHING’S LOST, EVERYTHING’S SET

IT WILL ABSORVE US AND FLEE THE EARTH

PULL MY EYES I DON’T WANT TO SEE

LET ME DIE BEFORE IT COMES TO ME

GOD…

WHERE IS GOD?

THERE’S NO GOD