The Idiot Sun

de Leviathan

The scent of your weakness excites this metal

Nucleus extols ice
A black cloak of night-shape
Powers before the beyond
Becoming the tomb of the Sun
Lifeless burnt-out sphere
Now frozen to black
And ice is wept by the Sun
Stifled by crystal universe
Arctic pitch black pyre
Of this sky no more
Lifeless burnt-out sphere
Self destruction universe

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