I have created god

I came out of true darkness

Before me there was nothing



I am the father of it all

I raped the sun

I recreated terra

I am the one



Within my shit god was born



I am space

Primitive and old

I am space

Original and cold

I am space

A storm eternal



From my very faeces, god was born

As a crying spectre of eternal misery

I speak into aeons of dust and fire



For I am space and I am coldness itself

Reaching through with glittering claws, undirected

Images of kings and darkness, enthundering