None of the roads we build lead anywhere
And the rivers run without us
Time is a chasm in which we are all forgotten
All of us but him
The devastating nothingness
The negation of our dreams
The mastermind of our death camp society
He is here
The murdering unborn
The antigod of men
He is here
A miracle grotesque
Our murdering unborn
We do as he wants without order
Obey the crawling singularity
Only visible as mask
