I have created god 
I came out of true darkness 
Before me there was nothing 
I am the father of it all 
I raped the sun 
I recreated terra 
I am the one 
Within my shit god was born 
I am space 
Primitive and old 
I am space 
Original and cold 
I am space 
A storm eternal 
From my very faeces, god was born 
As a crying spectre of eternal misery 
I speak into aeons of dust and fire 
For I am space and I am coldness itself 
Reaching through with glittering claws, undirected 
Images of kings and darkness, enthundering