Illusion of Origin

Broad horizon. Stretching, edging, contemplating
Experiment fluctuating sensory overdrive
Chaos consume, deliverance defiled
Mindgasm considering realistic perspective

Future ways of grasping greatness
Silently sabotaged by an unexpected visitor
Mythos burning at the epicenter
The falsehood shielded by correlation
Hypothesis demanding truth

Tools guided by puppets
Conclusion deconstructed, potential intention
It lies and grins. Entertained by the god it made
Translated transcription, monomers of lies
The true binding force of reality

Putrid soul cracked open from the cosmic egg

The void wanderer, he who has no name and came from nothing
Destined, designed, defiler
Creator of all. Nothingness made real
Glaring into eternal everything
My mind is breaking

Flawed design reconstruct origin
In meaningless fashions of primitive cognition

The cycle of Bhuul!
Can you explain?
Can you understand?
Can you fathom?
Can you rehumanize?

I have broken your former gods
I have bathed in the primeval sludge
I have consumed cosmic greatness
I have awakened all matter of death