Prismatic Abyss

Behold the darkest ideology
 An empty realm
 Born from dust
 Nothingness rests upon this empty plane
 Creationism mends within its glaze
 I exist
 I am god
 Nothing - everything
 Nexus to primordial existence
 Within the darkness I was conceived
 A fusion of energies
 Seeping into a materialised existence
 Atomized within the bounds of amalgamate a surrogate
 Animate my incarnate formulate and duplicate
 I descend from my unexposed realm
 The prismatic abyss
 I deem creation to be excreted from my abomination
 Otherworldly, foundations formulation organic cultivations
 Splinters of my being
 Pierce this realm
 Torn apart through sacrifice
 My being is severed to recreate
 This realm of darkness
 Illuminates for the first time
 Elements of my soul
 Seedlings of organic matter
 Planted upon this empty realm
 Where nothing dwells
 These cosmic entities awake
 Kneeling before my provenance
 Transformation cycle brinks
 Completion
 As they hatch from enigmatic spheres
 They stare upon my wretched being
 Transformation cycle now complete
 Oh my children breathe
 Overwhelming
 Oh my children breathe
 So empowering
 I exist
 I am god
 Nothing - everything
 Nexus to primordial existence
 My gruesome abominations follow me
 Venturing transcended time
 Leaving behind the nothingness
 Frozen in time forevermore