Truth - Sarpanitum

Bathing in our crimson guilt

Scurried, acrid, infested

No semblance of soul

A barren collective

A truth aligned with the boundless

The outer-worlds speak of it in death-dreams

Grand Abyss Lurkers

Now to him!

For He is wretched

And many have paid the price

Minds are spun in coils of horror

Sanity bleeds from un-hearing ears

A madness wrought from His countenance alone

Rebelled are you, great Abyss Lurkers!

A brief moment of eternity

The outer-worlds speak, we see it!

For we are now infinity

We are released

Death is no end for us

All-knowing infinity is the only truth