Descending dimensions
Collapsing, lost contact
The wormhole collision
Hits on the ground
Riding humanoid deposited
Outside of his own time
Into selection
The freakish masses stare
At an obscene contraptions
Looking out
Seething beady eyes
For the contact
I hear them run away
Uttering angry noises
Hiding behind the structures
Awaiting death
The freakish masses stare
So many creatures
Each one more gruesome
Than the last
Following the path
Trapped inside a nightmare
My hopes are fading fast
Neural transmissions
Remain unanswered
My only vision
The waste below my feet
The waste below my feet
Prepared for termination
The skies begin to brighten
A glimmer in my senses
Looking to the stars
Orchestral transmissions
Dimensions start to blur
Back to the wormhole
Following the path
I must escape this nightmare
My hopes return at last
Neural transmissions
Finally answered
Acceleration
I'm heading home
What is this freakish thing
That breathes within our midst
Transferring to our hearts
Repetitive fading
With such tiny eyes
Fixed upon the heavens
What we see is nothing
Dimensions crossing
Infinite collisions
Bringing to light
Worlds beyond imagination
The vast emptiness
Is only empty to those
Who wish to be found
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