Supremacy

Assume the God form. Seize the hidden shape, that sovereign self, celestial aspect. Emerging from the sunken ways -- We, the exalted ones, consumed by inner fires and tortured by fate, are now elevated. Emerging from irrational depths. Expelling abstractions. Embracing undiluted essence. Embrace our caprices. Consumed by inner fires and tortured by fate. Open lawless eyes. No longer enthralled in organic rhythms. Flesh falling from the bones. The body crumbling like ruins. Perhaps you remain haunted, obsessed, and unforgiving of an unfinished incarnation, malformed and incomplete. Oh, such a sterile fear, that strangling specter dragging you back to the shoals to remain forever depthless while we ascend throughout the aethers. Piercing the infinite veil of an unsuspecting universe, these worlds are ours to own. Primacy in solitude. For all those who can only breathe on the heights are always alone. We've defeated our mortality, defeated time, always alone. Remain alone.