Sun//Eater
Lorna Shore
What is life
But a fevered dream?
Their eyes are yet to open
The gears are set in place to guide me to affinity
Atrophy, the thorn of time's aging vine
Harrowing winds press the mesh and curse the flesh
Rotting away
But here in this reality, my thoughts transform fatality
An almost endless exploration of out cosmic minds
Perpetuated through the sands of time
Contort reality, distort fallacy, pave my way
Contort reality, resort to malady
This lucid dream lingers onward, indefinitely
I am one
Omnipotent
I am the one
Icarus
I'll touch the Sun
As you sow
And so you shall reap
What is life, if but a fevered dream?
Restless nexus
My consensus
Striking at God at fucking will
Yet I am still not even satisfied
I fabricate, manipulate, incinerate, and duplicate
Restabilize the precipice, my arbitrary exodus inside
Where I confide, looking down on this steeple
Contort reality, distort fallacy, pave my way
Contort reality, resort to malady
This lucid dream lingers onward, indefinitely
I descend
Despairing plunge into the omniverse
Sinking deeper
We relinquish pasts, as we forget the difference
Losing ourselves in the infinite
Despairing plunge into the omniverse
Sinking deeper
We relinquish pasts, as we forget the difference
Losing ourselves in the infinite
As we become
Omnipotent
I am the one
Icarus
I'll touch the Sun
Omnipotent
Icarus
I'll eat the Sun
These fragile wings will touch the sky
And paint the world in black and white
Bring forth the cleansing fires of rebirth
Recreating my image within the paradoxical
Burn in the embers of my fevered heart
Witness my omnipotence
Cursed judgement, devoid of this flesh, bring for my affinity
I am the omnipotent being
Icarus
Mmm, I'll touch the Sun
Omnipotent
I am the one
Icarus
I'll touch the Sun
Omnipotent
I am the one
Icarus
I'll eat the Sun
