Omega Severer

Countless threads enfold before me One thousand strands of gold I soar to new planes A stunning singularity A righteous cessation I am nameless yet others name me An Epithet to fathom I live on the wind Grandeur I no longer need Once Sigma, severed Now Omega, deserved A mortal state, obsolete New paradigm, divine Yumathir Assidēre Limina Anubi Anubi eros sublima Eahtatene, Ammit, Eahtatene Maikoho transcendere Eyota transcendere Transcendere With vacant eyes And empty shells They hold their spears With no will to yield As time kneeled down Our myth of merit And grandeur for us all The myth of lies An obscured reality The sacrifice of the Shudra Omega Severed