Immersed Entity

Ten thousand years pass as the flesh of a god remnants,

waiting for the spark of oblation to become nevermore

suppressive. Scales in the form of spines, Eyes;

translucent creators of sin and enthrallment. These eyes

radiate in never ending pattern until it's animation. The

anticipating factor of an act of blasphemy, pagan like

and serpentine. The circle created a square, the night is

luminosity. A vermilion spear of light, a howl of the

beast soars through the oceans of time. It's time for our

abstract aspiration to shatter the arms of Morpheus. Now

we are just a schematic. A figurement of time, a

measurement of mine. Now we are just a race with a

visible end. The human race is the only valuable source

of subconscious sustenance for the underwater ensemble.

Now we are just a schematic. Let the star-god apocalypse

begin.