I crossed the line where light must kneel,
Crushed beneath the event horizon’s seal,
Silence bled into my thoughts,
Until darkness began to talk,

It spoke in quakes, in shattered bone,
A tongue of gravity not its own,
It knows my name, my buried guilt,
It whispered truths no god had built,

You’re mine, echo of flesh,
Unraveled thought in endless mesh,
I do not hunger, I remember,
Every Death, Every Ember,

The Brain unfolds in screams of light,
Digesting dreams in endless blight,
It sings to me in perfect black,
A voice of never coming back,

It shows me the earth, inverted and pale,
A looping void behind the veil,
My own voice, my own cry,
All turn to ash as I comply,

What are you?
I am the weight behind all doors,
The architect of endless wars,
The silence that even god can’t ignore

You’re mine, mindless machine,
Threaded soul through broken dream,
There’s no sin I do not keep,
I am death that cannot sleep