Innate Divinity - Infecting the Swarm

Oh father, where art thou?

Have you forsaken me?

Or was I born from nothingness?

The inner voice

It tears and rips through my entrails

The sound of a sun

Swallowed whole

Skin crawling

With the parasites I bred

Thirsting for liquid

Hungry for flesh

Rising

A storm forming above me

A fitting start

For whats to come

I feel the streams of consciousness

Passing through me

The universe itself

Speaking to me

A mere virus

A life-form barely worthy of your name