Scion of the Void
Rejoice and give thanks to the cold mothers womb
In the twisting nether where reality unravels the strands of existence
To be rewoven into thy flesh and bone
I am the end of god

To live first I must die
And to do i must be the last to live
The strings have been severed I move on my own now

I am awake and in the silence of the dark
Dawns a new dream, A dream of my new world

Oh Scion, I see where one became the two, but I am none
Prophetic illusionary tales prideful subjugations of disordering peace
I will know no calm I will know no rest
All that I know is all I'll be
And by these words does the equinox come full circle
And this celestial soul will be consumed by the endless hunger of a black hole
Now follow me

To live first I must die
And to do i must be the last to live
The strings have been severed I move on my own now