You are not a special entity
Your mind is hazed with others ways
Your collective evil thoughts
Your body is made of flesh and bone
Easily cut and contorted
Your dimensions are a pathetic weakness
You cannot fathom the voids you will be shown
They will extinguish the convulsions
You desperately call life
You will be euthanized
Plucked from your Judge
Drudges of organic masses
Thrown down from your sickening sense of righteousness
Smashed against the pillar of strength
Strength you once thought of yourself
You will be decimated by the emptiness
Your convulsions will cease
You are not a special entity
You are nothing to this world
You are not special.
