He is alone in space where no one dwells

Neither voice nor whisper neither handgrasp

Nor other heart's warmth in the solitude of the

eclipse

Imprisoned in the obscure void of a voiceless

denial



No pity or sympathy of the other soul to be met

But a ghastly shadowed night - burning

nothingness

Having descended into darkness like the one

Who has lost his sight and lost the signs to be

followed



I am Creator of a myriad souls of mine

I am Creator of infinite views



The force is held within the stream of his own

fantasies

Transforming cosmic desires into astray reality

Creating an infinite dream of a new place to live

for him

He's intent to disintegrate into countless pieces,

multiple forms



He will sow the seeds of foe straight amongst them

He will sow the seeds of war cold and blackest

He will weave the threads of fate inside the great one

He will sow the seeds of peace and reap the

harvest



"I will ensnare them with ignorance..."

"Thou art Incarnated Souls..."

"...but allowing to acknowledge..."

"...Thou art Master of Eternity..."

"...everything...everything anew"



And now the time has come when there's no need

in

personality

But a myriad of living beings yearn to unite forerver

Reality is to be born out of his fantasy

He gazed mightily into darkness and uttered:

"Let there be light"



I am Creator of a myriad souls

I am Creator of infinite

views



...and the light appeared...