The Prism Fortress

Two-hundred trillion stars
I saw them all
Fade away like empty souls

Souls like mine

I served in the name of an unknown voice, was it just me?
Or just some strange and indoctrinating fantasy?
It lied about the nature of time, which will be washed away like rain, as they say
What have I done? What is the glorious crown of this cold and futile space?

Thick marrow of darkness
Holds only devastation
A force done by the shade
Which was human in the past

One-hundred billion new worlds
As distorted image
Wasted away for a false bеlief

Collector magnus, I, Abomination. It is me
King of barrеn planets
Interstellar fires
Sic transit mundus

I searched relentlessly
The picture of myself
Fallen memory
Something which is called human
But I shall fulfill this gift
The instrument of the cauldron is me
Will the thirst end?
Will the hunger ever cease?
Is this the very meaning?

Thick marrow of darkness
Holds only devastation
A force done by the shade
Which was human in the past

One-hundred billion new worlds
As distorted images
Wasted away for false belief

I, must see again
I must see the upside-down
I suck the veins of reality. Suck them dry

I searched relentlessly
The picture of myself
Fallen memory
Something which is called human
But I shall fulfill this gift
The instrument of the cauldron is me
Will the thirst ever end?
Will the hunger ever cease?
Something which is called human

And the scar opened, once again
Leviathan ignited
The cockpit crushed into the walls of emptiness
It embraced the foreign and alien matter

He found home among broken mirrors, inside a prism fortress

Ref.: Thick marrow of darkness
Holds only devastation
A force done by the shade
Which was human in the past

One-hundred billion life-forms
As distorted images
Wasted away for false belief

A frozen visitor, in the kaleidoscope haven
In infinite haven