The Blackest Reaches

Confined in darkness
Where light dares not tread
The sphere lies suspended and undisturbed
I curse that fateful day, within that foul old church
The day that this curse was first incurred
What lies inside… the blackest reaches of one’s mind?
Primal and divine… an entity unbound by all space and time
And so the visions came again
Blackened vortices spiraling with no end
Staring from the shining trapezohedron
The three-lobed burning eye
What lies inside… the blackest reaches of one’s mind?
Primal and divine… an entity unbound
I see the darkness in the light
Now the two become one.
Enthroned upon the seat of ultimate chaos
He who cannot be named
Infinite
Omnipotent