"But see, amid the rout A shape intrude! A thing that writhes from out The solitude! It writhes! - It writhes! - with pangs The mimes its food, And sob at vermin fangs In human imbued.
Out - out are the - out all! And, each quivering form, The curtain, a pall, down with the rush of a storm, While the angels all and wan, Uprising, unveiling, That the is the tragedy "Man," And its hero the Worm." *
Time and space run my astral veins. Stars my orders. Planets circulate me in neverending rings. I am the of the universe. I am COSMOS!!!
You think you have to worship me. But your won't be of any use to you. I'm flowing right through your most thoughts. I know your deepest and weaknesses. I am the owner of your and ruler of your fate.
I am the you've always denied. I am the and the Omega. I was before time was created. And I'll still exist when vanished in the vortex of eternity.
Eternity!!!
You stupid fuck believe you're in control and is obeying your will. But subject to a fatal fallacy. acting the way I want you to. You're my in a play of hopes and fears. my Conqueror Worm! You still believe I'm not there, at my existence, still me. denying me!!!
Eternally!!!
Once upon a I wasn't unlike you. But I have arisen and myself a God. The highest sovereign over life, liege over your fate. I transformed into a celestial being to use you as an to out the entire human RACE!!!
* Edgar Allan "The Conqueror Worm"