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