Fecund Perfection

All life churns… All flesh stirs… I am the seed… I am the grove… I gather all that breathes and crawls, The meek, the strong, the bright, the small. From soil and star, from root to sky, All that lives shall not deny. Every shape, every spark, Every heart that beats in the dark. I fold, I bind, I breed, I grow, The cycle turns, the currents flow. I am the Black Goat, the Endless Spawn, From dawn of time till the stars are gone. All life converges, all forms shall bend, Into the Perfect Being, the Alpha-End. Flesh and fur, leaf and vine, Seed and claw, tooth and spine. Nothing resists, nothing shall flee, All are mine… to shape, to be. Children of all, I call to me, From void to marrow, from land to sea. Your essence I take, your pattern I trace, All roads lead to my embrace. I am the Black Goat, the Endless Spawn, From dawn of time till the stars are gone. All life converges, all forms shall bend, Into the Perfect Being, the Alpha-End. I do not slay, I do not destroy, I consume, I merge, I craft, I employ. Every whisper of life, every cry, Becomes a seed in my infinite sky. All life churns… All flesh stirs… I am the seed… I am the grove… And you… are the womb...