Prometheus: The Discipline of Fire & Demise

In the wordless chamber They feared death Desperately Thus they clustered to the fruits of the earth Craving dispersion As if to avoid knowing why In the wordless chamber They feared life Desperately Thus they proclaimed any given truth And swallowed

he is an empty shell - shell-shocked luciferian soul he is an empty shell - drained and sealed he is an empty shell - penetrating cold he is an empty shell - empty luciferian soul how furiously and bombastic he proclaimed his destruction of a mortal

.... and after years in dark tunnels he came to silence there was nothing... he realised that the cheering cries of worship were but echoes of his harsh outspoken word reflecting back at him from cold and naked walls in hollow circles fled illusions