bliss

The sun burns on, it reminds me of you. The light reeks of filth, rapes the skies of blue. And I found your body in the eventide, I was paralyzed. Hands chopped off, a rod shoved in, I couldn't even cry.

I remember your quasi-ecliptic, crimson eyes. I remember your guise, your warm, soft hands. I remember your glance, eyes that never shed. I remember you. And I wish you weren't dead.

Greasy smoke billows the sky, I see a flock of Zu. Fields ooze with rotting fetuses, what a fucking view. And I swore to your defiled corpse, I swore on that rod. I pulled it out, off your cunt and shrieked "Fuck your god."

Now your god is staring, watching me suffocate to live. Tell him to shut the fuck up, he makes me fucking sick. The iron stars will collapse and birth the nothingness. You'll be black and I'll be black, we'll incessantly rest.

The sunfucker breathes in chaos, as entropies imbue. The quietus will continue for aeons with me and you. For you are my void, and I've fallen into the blissful abyss. The absolute devoid; the great annihilation, this is my bliss.