"But see, amid the mimic A shape intrude! A thing that writhes from out The solitude! It writhes! - It writhes! - mortal pangs The become its food, And seraphs sob at fangs In human imbued.
Out - out are the - out all! And, over quivering form, The curtain, a pall, down with the rush of a storm, While the angels all and wan, Uprising, unveiling, That the is the tragedy "Man," And its hero the Worm." *
Time and space run through my veins. Stars my orders. Planets circulate me in concentric rings. I am the of the universe. I am COSMOS!!!
You think you have to worship me. But your vanity be of any use to you. I'm flowing right your most secret thoughts. I know your fears and weaknesses. I am the owner of your mind and ruler of fate.
I am the you've always denied. I am the and the Omega. I was before time was created. And I'll exist when you've vanished in the vortex of eternity.
Eternity!!!
You stupid fuck believe in control and everything is obeying your will. But you're to a fatal fallacy. You're the way I want you to. You're my character in a play of and fears. my Conqueror Worm! You believe I'm not there, laughing at my existence, denying me. You're me!!!
Eternally!!!
upon a time I wasn't unlike you. But I have and made myself a God. The highest sovereign over your life, over your fate. I transformed a celestial being to use you as an instrument to wipe out the entire RACE!!!
* Edgar Allan "The Conqueror Worm"