Face Of The Wormhole

Crackled, callused hands gripping
 the emaciated frames of all loved ones
 Neurotoxins turning them opaque
 Liquefying brain matter to capture your mind in binary code
 Paralysis in the time vortex
 A mouth emerges from the face of the wormhole
 Something truly ancient is lurking
 throughout the deep, as it is moving in silence
 Crackled, callused hands gripping
 the emaciated frames of all loved ones
 Neurotoxins turning them opaque
 Liquefying brain matter to capture your mind in binary code
 Paralysis in the time vortex
 These, these are, the afflicted, cursed, and broken souls
 Ritual blood, reanimate
 Their, their grief is manifesting so it can be known
 Such a need to eradicate
 Loathsome ideology
 Spread to every newborn child
 Spread to every newborn child