Slaughtered Useless Beings in a Nihilistic Dream - Xasthur

When all days are put to rest

My world will begin, alone, without life, without light

Cruel death (Torched and tortured the outer light world)

Scattered before a bringer of ember storms

This realm will all be mine

Yet the self is the only one to see

Cursed by a sorrow and portal

Hidden in the woods lie slaughtered useless beings not belonging to this forest

Return for the loss of all time, for haunted merely meant nothing to me