Sermon of the Seven Suns

The sermon of the seven suns
A funeral of worlds
Enshrouded, devoured, consumed in solitude
Forsaken, abandoned, decayed in eternity
A manifest in birth and death
For each moment in time
At first enthrallment, a stream of grace
Kingdom come — evaporation
Eternal enslavement, a touch of salvation
Demise, disillusion, cremation
Perdition, damnation, serpentine affliction
Sustained, unbroken, beyond redemption
A manifest in birth and death
For each moment in time
A second emergent, a glint of bliss
Kingdom come — annihilation
Scattered radiation, a kiss of death
Vitiation, elimination, evisceration
A virgin planet, blazed in fire
By a mass of flame, the ultimate fate
A spark of life, vanished in naught
In a grand inferno, a funeral of worlds
After hundreds of thousands of years
A seventh sun reborn in agony
A destroyer constrained in pitch black sorrow
Breathless silence, a new born empty shell
Light bringer, deceiver, cancer of the universe
A manifest in birth and death
For each moment in time