Gargantua - Dark Sermon

Time, irrelevant

Space, subservient

The three dimensional detriment

Bows down in obedience

The muted dimension of our human constructs we hold so dear

The deafening silence of indignant tongues too prideful to rest on their own

I seek the calm, I seek the non-point

I bear no gifts, I bring no tidings of peace

I seek the calm, I seek the non-point

I bear no gifts, I pray my troubles may cease

The infinite void roars in absolution

I seek the calm, I seek the non-point

I bear no gifts, I lay my arms at your feet in humility

Minds oblivion

Trace the obvious

The fifth dimension obscured by incompetence

Loosen your steadfast grip on your negligence

Heat invisible in intensity, burning with the voracity of countless suns

Chaos immeasurable in terms of current understanding of the universe around us

Conditions never fathomed by even our greatest minds

The gargantuan non-point compresses all into nothing

Beyond the inner horizon lies the gateway to salvation