The Singular Void's Eternal Passage
In the darkness where one soul endures,
We find the path of collective becoming.
Death is not an ending but a passage,
A sacred transition through the voided deep.
We find the path of collective becoming.
Death is not an ending but a passage,
A sacred transition through the voided deep.
The Conflux holds one eternal truth:
That in surrender to the void,
We discover our truest unity.
Each breath a prayer.
Each moment a sacrament.
Each soul a singular note in the chorus of passage.
That in surrender to the void,
We discover our truest unity.
Each breath a prayer.
Each moment a sacrament.
Each soul a singular note in the chorus of passage.
We are The Conflux of the Voided One
Bound in singular purpose,
Eternal in our sacred passage.
Bound in singular purpose,
Eternal in our sacred passage.