Stellar Transcendence

Amidst the troubled sleep of a Midwinter night,

Whilst unknown horrors plagued my dreams

Of dreary temples of old,

I beheld a distant wall strewn with arcane glyphs

That spoke of a terrible invocation...

And walking up, I realised

That all factors were now in conjunction

The ever so distant time that scribe's

dreams has prophesised

Was now at hand...

What an astounding revelation

I have been bestowed!

The Horned Moon is standing high above the Earth tonight

And rends alight strange silhouettes in the pitch black ground

I kneel betwixt fragrant trees and shape-shifting shadows

And my mortal senses are permeated for one last time

I recite the conjuration of the elder stars

The ancient, arcane words sear my writhing tongue

Now I feel their power surge all about and throughout me

And seep through every pore of my thirsting soul

Secrets never known to Man reveal before my eyes

I become godlike!

And now as my mortal shells is left far below

Entwined in all -destroying serpentine horror

My immortal soul ascends towards unimaginable power

Ever so nigh the brink of mind-devouring madness...

I am the Pandimensional Liege-Lord

Clad in the very fabric of Space and Time

My crown is of galaxies, and galaxies of galaxies

Interdimensional existences are mine to create and destroy

At a instant's fraction whim

Mine is the Maw of Creation that holds tight in its grasp

The Tail of chaotic Destruction in a circle that forever lasts

The Multiverse is mine to rule!