Exile from S by Mesmur

Cutting through the tangled threads of consciousness
Evacuate the earthen womb
Third-dimensional web of pain
Reality a shrinking speck
In endless folds of space

Senses devolve to formless dissonance

Reduced to projections of fear
Perception strangled by claws of dream

A feverish journey
A burden panspermic
The purifying embrace
Of absolute zero

Sullen peace
A graveyard of dead stars
Depleted of thought

Expansive void of
Nebulous rubble
Tabula rasa
Seeds of insanity
Nucleic acid,
A cosmic poison
Propagating life,
Father of infection

Centuries of travel
Enclosed in an instant
A purpose imagined
Disposition quenched
Time and awareness crushed
By the jaws of gravity

• Metal
• atmospheric doom metal
• death
• death doom
• doom
• funeral doom
• Wilmington