Endless Cycle of Rebirth

Galvanized by the molding of the flesh

My essence encased within a tomb of gore and bone

Memories of a cyclic existence

Ceaseless repetitious epochs of nihilistic scorn

The time between the birth of the universe

And the death of the stars is eternally in motion

I, an unwilling passenger

Condemned to rewatch the endless mortification of illusory ghouls

As they placate celestial bodies

Ghosts worshipping ghosts

I, unseen and unheard, observe from on high this tragedy

Unfolding as it has each and every time

Suffer eternally

As you drown on your rot

The cosmos heaves infernally

As we return to the naught

I am the Earth and the Sun

Primordial spawn descended from gods

The undying progeny

Condemned to a cycle of endless decay

I am forever reborn

An enlightened thrall for which no one shall mourn

Ripped forth from the unending abyss

Condensed within flesh, I am incarnated

For an eternity, I have been alone

An amorphous ghoul traversing the infinite depths

A shapeless passenger guided by the unseen

My agency, my will; never my own

Countless epochs of repetition

A violent genesis preceding the manifestation of life

A quest for meaning reveals only one truth

I exist to endlessly suffer

My resurrection has drawn an audience

From all corners of the expanse emerge the eyes of the watchers

A congregation of featureless colossi

Gather to bear witness to my liberation

I am the Earth and the Sun

Primordial spawn descended from gods

The undying progeny

Condemned to a cycle of endless decay

I am forever reborn

An enlightened thrall for which no one shall mourn

Ripped forth from the unending abyss

Condensed within flesh, I am incarnated

Once consumed by nihilism

But with freedom comes cautious hope

Released from the cycle of torture

Enshrined in a form bespoke

Carved from fallen monoliths

Scarred by marks of decay

The indelible whispers of timelessness

All but fading away

My gaze now turns towards the outer reaches

Of the unending abyssal expanse

As my benefactors are drawn by an ineffable calling

I look upon the limitless existences

Condensed within temporal fields

Their luminescent splendor

A portent of damnation