Its sinister ubiquity: marching and manifesting darkness Percolating paroxysms which are incited by its scrutiny Thine substratum compromised, a slowly sweeping departicalization of matter carries us far away To the nether realm: a district of departed souls Endure the dark And don't be frightened at the moment of your perishment for the fragments of your soul shall be collected and fed Into the void The wanderer... the vagrant... the envoy of death The blade it possesses--sewing or consuming the life before it Pedals glide and encompass the terrain As a collective sphere, the eye of the storm A graceful scene for the events to come And now, so dances the Shinigami--thus is instilled the bliss of oblivion