Call of the Void

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Father of Nothing bear witness to
Our call for thee to butcher
We gather now with faith coalesced 
To await the eclipsing moon
Centuries of devotion to
The progenitor of entropy
Throw this race into the depths
Take from us existence 
Rip from us our souls and
Feast on fear across the earth
Stain black the sun 
And hear the screams 
Of multitudes in panic
We recognize the one and true God
Death we worship thee!
Weave us into your blackened cloak
And sail across the stars

Give ear to our cries of fellowship
Our desire your face revealed
Spring from the chasm
Fly to us!
Devour your Sons and Daughters!
Rip our flesh with your stellar teeth
As we gaze into the Abyss
We make our beds in the shadows of
Your wings noir limitless

Witching hour the precipice
Of humanity's life cycle
Millennia of cultist work 
Orchestrated in the shadows
Sleeping masses know not of which
Is crawling towards their bedside
The sun will set on the human race
When ripped the Higgs field becomes
Man will sleep one final time
And dream of extinction 
Morning light
Devoured by
The Great Nothing

We've followed your voice 
Into caverns dark
Absent of light
And bereft of life
Embraced the arts
Of the truest Black Magic
Wielded only by Death
Oblivion we offer ourselves to thee
Make barren our corner of space
Deflect our sentience over 
The event horizon 
We call on thee now!
Photons shift into infrared 
As light in the chamber dims
Silence descends on the hooded mass
As the Hadron Dragon awakes
Screens and speakers emit 
The static ocean through which they wade
Patiently waiting the overtone
That signifies Death's presence 

Witching hour the precipice
Of humanity's life cycle
Millennia of cultist work 
Orchestrated in the shadows
Sleeping masses know not of which
Is crawling towards their bedside
The sun will set on the human race
When ripped the Higgs field becomes
Man will sleep one final time
And dream of extinction 
Morning light
Devoured by
The Great Nothing
Ineffable the terror that
Will befall the Galaxy
Insatiable 
The Beast that comes
From far dimensions

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