Of Tesseractual Gateways And The Grand Duplicity Of Xhul

Portals for the ancient gods

Gateways made for the chosen ones

Passageways to the eternal throne

Portals for the ancient gods

Gateways made for the chosen ones

To distant worlds so far away from home

Since baryogenesis, ancient entities have forged trade routes through the cosmos

A network of infinite astral gateways, linking worlds beyond reach

Now, after aeons of conjuration I have gleaned the wisdom

To harness their astonishing power

What subterfuge is this? As I become enshrouded in nothingness

I realise my grimoires hold naught but deceit

Black holes burn

Atomic structures unlearned

How far to the other side

How far to the other side?

My heart trembles with fear

How could I be so wrong?

How far to the other side

How far to the other side?

Deeper into disunity

The wormhole pulls my carcass through

100 billion shimmering lights surround me

Merging to one form in spectacular harmony

The tesseract reveals its will

Yet its untold secrets evade me still

I beg and plead until the crystal speaks to me

Piteous worm, attend unto the call of xhul

Wandering, in the space between space

Surrounded by manifold fractal constructs, beyond even my comprehension

Imprisoned inside infinite circularity

Trapped outside physical singularity

Can I ever be

Set free from the ancient gods

Gateways made for the chosen ones

Now bound to rest atop my eternal throne

I shall never be set free