Struggling to break free
Alone-waiting moving-feeding,
Dark cold needing the heat
Voices calling out to me.
I hear their heart beat,
Their deep echoing pulse;
Devouring and twisting all things.
Towards a passionate rage,
Dense cold unaware of itself;
Only the need for food
Behold the one who carries the blood.

I cannot begin,
nor can I end
only endless moving;
only never ending existence.
I cannot contain this,
Instable wanting;
Destroying all it touches.
This eternal primordial instinct,
Life transforming all death
But then again;

Death is only the beginning!

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