Clash Of The Gods: Big Ending/Beginning of Existence
Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 10:38 am
Gods clash for aeons with wrath massing blackened chaos,
Slashes in time, snatching the back half of space off,
The light would blast a face off in a suicide seance,
To behold the negations of their soon to die creations,
It's a paradox like no tocks from two pairs of clocks,
When terror locks it's chops onto the very air it docks,
Dimensions rock and reverberate with a shattering of ages,
Devour sages and fools from the pages of living phases,
Ain't no laments when existence is nothing, a derivation,
Equations locked in the brains of the greatest of races,
Our destinations are resignation, seeing desecration,
Of education, our designation being eventual decimation,
Caught in the crossfire of multidimensional entities,
Whose labeled identities conflicted with men's beliefs,
Sins that eat the holy sheep to gather the golden fleece,
As we battle with leviathans breaching the open seas,
The prominence astronomical when thunder by bottles full,
Throttles fools, raining mortar to topple their particles,
Unstoppable destruction on a scale that's phenomenal,
The proximal force of arsenals too low to be audible,
The sun is blotted in full and as the temperature drops,
Energy crops the universe from metaphysical spots,
Visuals stop, all existence quivers in pivotal shock,
Subliminals rot time and focus unequivocal knocks,
All at once comes end to the clash, in smoke and ash,
The all in one is sending images back, to cut and graft,
Reconstruct the cover that hovers over oblivion's eyes,
Chameleon like, just other extents of sentient minds.
My activity has been spotty, as of late. I will return with complete and utter lyrical devastation as soon as I'm out of this writer's block. Till then, enjoy this latest piece of mine.Slashes in time, snatching the back half of space off,
The light would blast a face off in a suicide seance,
To behold the negations of their soon to die creations,
It's a paradox like no tocks from two pairs of clocks,
When terror locks it's chops onto the very air it docks,
Dimensions rock and reverberate with a shattering of ages,
Devour sages and fools from the pages of living phases,
Ain't no laments when existence is nothing, a derivation,
Equations locked in the brains of the greatest of races,
Our destinations are resignation, seeing desecration,
Of education, our designation being eventual decimation,
Caught in the crossfire of multidimensional entities,
Whose labeled identities conflicted with men's beliefs,
Sins that eat the holy sheep to gather the golden fleece,
As we battle with leviathans breaching the open seas,
The prominence astronomical when thunder by bottles full,
Throttles fools, raining mortar to topple their particles,
Unstoppable destruction on a scale that's phenomenal,
The proximal force of arsenals too low to be audible,
The sun is blotted in full and as the temperature drops,
Energy crops the universe from metaphysical spots,
Visuals stop, all existence quivers in pivotal shock,
Subliminals rot time and focus unequivocal knocks,
All at once comes end to the clash, in smoke and ash,
The all in one is sending images back, to cut and graft,
Reconstruct the cover that hovers over oblivion's eyes,
Chameleon like, just other extents of sentient minds.
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