Vacuous Idol - Black Fast

My world’s consumed, unveiled as I leave

Retreating through space, weaving through dreams

Enveloping fear, collapsing in on me

There’s no one else here, and nothing for me

Nothing, No

Silence in death, violent reprieve

Empty your lungs, no air to breathe

Oh, returning, wading through disease

Aperture, Open, Reveal all to me

Weakening pleas, vanishing words

Vacuous form, to which I converse

Confined to traverse a dream, unraveling my mind at the seams

Of sickness, despair, I gleam

Oh isolation, Reprieve

This crucible hollow, migration grows in me

None have survived, all are extinct

Oh, returning, wading through disease

Aperture open Reveal all to me

Weakening pleas, vanishing words

Vacuous idol, the witch, the curse