I spit the light back in their eyes. Their holy fire will never rise. I tore the sky to watch it bleed. The sun obeys, it follows me. I feel the ground beneath me shake. The gods I crushed will never wake. I drag their truth through ash and bone. I make the stars my only throne. They chained my mouth to silence me. I screamed until they set me free. Their scriptures burn, their halos rot. I curse their names. I curse their god. I am the void that cracked their faith. The world turns under my decay. No holy voice, no saint, no king. Just gravity and suffering. I hear the planets choke on lies. I am the weight they can’t despise. Every prayer becomes my blade. Every breath a war I’ve made. Let them drown in their belief. I am the wound beneath their grief. No mercy left, no soul to save. The truth was carved inside my grave. (MOVE.) GRIND THE SKY. BREAK THE CORE. FEED THE EARTH WITH HUMAN WAR. SMASH THE SUN. DROWN THE STARS. TWIST THE AXIS. SPLIT THE SCARS. CHOKE ON TRUTH. BLEED THROUGH FAITH. CRUSH THE BONES OF GOD’S MISTAKE. DRAG THE MOON THROUGH BLOOD AND DIRT. LET THE COSMOS FEEL MY HURT. I AM ROT. I AM BREATH. I AM LIFE. I AM DEATH. PRAY TO MOTION. PRAY TO NONE. THE EARTH STILL MOVES. THE EARTH STILL TURNS. Silence breathes beneath the ground. The world still moves… without a sound. [End]