i am staring at the sun of the nothing
for i want to eat the visions of god
consuming the knowledge and power that radiates overhead
as i slumber in a bed of vegetation and thorns leaving behind unease and dread
i feed from pretentious notions and malignant demons through its rays
for hell is abandoned and this single horror walks amongst our ongoing cliches
my eyes
my perception - they seem to smolder and whiten
for it seems that i have peered into the diseased display of myself
i am the eater of the sun
i am the destroyer of worlds