---

On this plane where the sky is painted black

Where breathes are labored and the earth is cracked

Ancient lore prolific and hidden deep

Abyssal truths scholars struggle to complete

With caverns splitting into hundreds of shafts

And murky channels with sinking auras

The man walks on the abandoned past

Echoes far off of an infernal chorus

Burrowed within these damp cave walls

A hunger for knowledge becoming surreal

As he finds an unhallowed banquet hall

His hubris is met with a forbidden meal

Fulfilling his purpose he begins to consume

The spoils of hell in front of his eyes

Each bite a new secret long since entombed

Consciousness fading, he becomes mesmerized

The pungent taste of salt and sweat

Without stopping to take a breath

He devours himself a feast of flesh

Ever consuming looming death

Lurid images cerebral vomit

He wants to end but cannot stop it

Life flows down his throat without resistance

Shedding light on his own existence

He now stands before the mouth of the abyss

The more he fathoms the less he exists

A cosmic gospel swallows his mind

As upon his own bones his teeth do grind

He can finally see the horrors

That hide in the corners of the universe

No longer obscured by the hands of order

Everything he knows now twisted, perverse

Autosarcophagy, the stomach swollen about to burst

Cosmic omniscience has forever been unearthed