Sorrowfilled

How this, my rightful palace Has been fouled With the dust Of countless innocent dead Ornated extinction Of a soon-to-be soul Stripped naked I run From this ultimate goal First I was warm Then I drifted cold I saw the afterlife So ancient and so old Hate the only true emotion So should it be So shall it be Where the void is eternal And life is internal I was born a god And will die as one Without a pure soul I cannot give sight To their blind lives But will only blind myself And leaves me nothing But sorrowfilled The vastness I see That surrounds me I am one with infinity Trapped in the world of formlessness The world is dying Nihilistic rage burns deep within I am one with blasphemy Trapped in the world of formlessness The world is dying Source of power kept free from sin