Demential machinations of the vortexial enigmae,
A subconscious yearning, the cessation of humanity’s days,
Psychometric strangleholds within a sub-spatial mind,
Eternal reformation, the berserker’s cubiform design.
We take the abyssal descent into unchained destruction,
An anomalous digression, blood drips into fluxion.
A silken realm of light dancing in our heads,
Profound calls to violence, our morality’s dead.