Motionless in Oceania

Icons burn upon their walls
Symbols of the becoming god
Slowly they birth what mankind hides
Infecting through the pulse of the constant network
It revels in the void
Suppressing from within
The vessel that remain
A carrion in the flesh
It crushes mountains into debris
It’s the uneasy sleep
It is the lens, ever Gazing
It’s the occluding dream
It fuses nothing into the sun
It’s the transcending grasp
Hallows the marrow, leaving the bones motionless
Shattered thoughts glistens in 101
Before, dissolved, returned to beautiful
Clandestine eyes forever monitors
Through the light the gods ascends