The Dark Forest's Embrace - Striborg

Mother of abominations

Our Lady Overkill

Smothering the congregation

Grips the cosmic wheel

A lover of acceleration

No mercy or brakes applied

I see dead stars collide

In her cold unflinching powerslide

Comets tear the skies

Gushing from a shattered silence

Never so alive

Like the rush of cum on nymphetamines

Minds desanitized

Nightchords rung on a ladder of violence

Darkness fantasised

Sleek and polished black