chaos sings not as hymn or lament but as an avatar of ashes
Tag: freedom
planets burn the moon screams it wasn’t as violent as it seemed
the herd is lost in a song of corrupted algorithms
we built gods out of particles and lost them to the void drift
stars rip themselves apart to speak thy name
a phoenix breathes its final and first breath in a single act
where merfolk gather silver salt falls as tears into the seas
chaosseed burned deep into the marrow of king the void is both cradle and crown
every dawn bleeds and the question remains who will fear me?
a crown that turns thoughts to flame and vision to smoke
elancharan gunasekaran 