Spectral Visions of Mental Warfare

In the old Man’s Dream

I was woven into spectral Silk

In the old Man’s Dream

a Serpent fed my Hunger

with the Tears of Babylon

In the old Man’s Dream

he saw an Emptiness in my Eyes

Insatiable

In the old Man’s Dream

I threw my Heart

into the Cosmic Core

In the old Man’s Dream

I left as Son

and returned as (harbinger of) Chaos