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Elements thrive in a maelstrom of mass

Condensing existence to a single point

Infinitely dense no laws can be applied

Everything is nothing, and nothing is all

A burning sphere infantile star

A citadel of ice froze upon foreign shores

A transmigration of galaxies

A universe dead folds upon itself

Inside a structure spanning further than light

Have I become a monster, or am I still man?

Questions like a poison infest the mind

At the end of this road is there even redemption?

Super symmetrical dimension compress

The dreamlike view below the river of time

Matter and mass now mine to control

Cosmic strings to weave a grand design

A thunderous roar inside the great halls

Echoes throughout the essence of being

Sparked into spastic, momentary existence

Witness the birth of time

Coalescing particles to form realms anew

Devouring star systems to fuel this inferno

Time, space, matter, and mass

Life and death

A particle universe is born

5,000 years watching in silence

Contemplating the coming war

The universe in the palms of my hands

The awe, am I worthy of this?

A thunderous roar inside the great halls

Echoes throughout the essence of being

Sparked into spastic, momentary existence

Witness the birth of time

An ungodly roar from absent eyes

Eviscerates through ancient machinery

An experiment to begin eternal war

Existence becomes my weapon

Have I become a monster, or am I still man?

Questions that no longer seem relevant

For in my hatred and anger I

Will become anything that I must