to no one I pray
that comes in never
when I watch them
watching them pray
whisphers of blasphemy
as it waits beneath
waiting for no one to be
as from no one I pray,,

pray to nothing
ever getting what faith
as it awaits in fate to die,
as draws from aeons
that falls dying in end,,
to no one I pray,,
comes forever beginning,
when war is the unbirth,
from ashes of birth
to rape of the unbirth,,,

to no one I pray
that comes in death
of the Christian deity,,
from dreams in birth of all
that becomes......godless.....
godless prayers that I become,
as in the beginning of
mankinds fall....to become...
as the shadow of fate,,,
in aeons of the end,,,,

from no one who hears,,
in the sickness in birth,
that comes without healing,,
in the devoid of the Deity,,
that in prayers I don't pray
in the hope of the godless,,,,
of the deaths in the 2800
which would follow in sleep
of the ten thousand years...

to no one I pray,,
of hell that gathers inside
where it is no where one
could even begin to hide,,,
in the blind that sees,
in horror that remains,,,
from whispers heard,
as they are spoken in blasphemy,
ashes of the becoming true ,
in the 1000 year sleep
of the being that is Cthulhu,,

from no one is heard
in death of whisphers
growth in darker aeons
when death may die,
from the deaths birth
in the blood of 2800
which is not deceased,
may become the eternal lie,
when it is heard
to no one and nothing I pray,
he lies sleeping in prison,
of waters that are dead,
still but yet dreaming,,,,,,