Unearthed Vexed Derivative

The Cosmic Chief's slaughter

Quiet reverence for a lost artifact

Behold the endless map of strange history

Fundamental madness etched

Hushed search for spear that pierced Cosmic Star Christ

Naive ramblings of a tired old occultist

Tied together with the object in mind

Needless tetrahedrons fixed with sun and moon

Sprawl of overarching triangle

Tangled with false sentiment

Closure within and without

Afterlife’s gates never breached before

New dawn cycling

Double crossed

The COSMIC CHIEF’s slaughter

Forever blamed on the vermin of remote Earth

And it’s weakness