In the other beginning, there was only Silence
From this errie, holy silence would come the sounds
that would one day transform the intrakarmic world.
Beauty. Power. Telepathy, the assimilation of evil perfection.....

Seepage from deep, black, brittle experiments which failed and transformations too hard to find. I was overcome and turned to red. Duster's dust became the sale, Lucifer the Light, a restless motion came to move and then subside in endless knocking at the door. Its Time.....      - blueoystercult -