Span of Black Nihility

A wretched life, unwholly lived
Drowning in the blackest of wings
Thoughts lay besieged, baited and lured
Distilled, given form, adroit, tenebrous
A wretched life, unwholly lived
Drowning in the blackest of wings
A mirthless laugh, a clawed at scab
Dull distractions, dull distractions
Sunless sail, wash over me
Too vast to see, billowing
And lo, for the earth was void of form and shape
And darkness was all over the face of the deep
And we said
Look at that fucker dance
Come all ye hateful