Aethyria March
And I awoke to see all things with out meaning; and all was void, emptiness was supreme. The sleep of objects, in a trance, crumbled forever after. Time moved by times glance! No power in the world, no god, no demon. No power in the world can dim the eyes of the awakened! The origin of error, the source of illusion, flames of desire, and the self is the liar. Can the wings of the wind understand? Does the master of time have a dick in his hand? Sons of fury, Daughters of lust, turn the world into dust. I am at rest in the struggle and tribulation! The one with chaos, the one awakened! Forget your name drunk in my delusion, weed out the weak and join the confusion; Sons of fury daughters of lust!
