Kardashev
Displacement
Immersed in emptiness
The mass of other bodies pushed aside
Soft echoing of solitary footsteps

This hollow station is alienation
Off world advancement
Had trapped her within

Where had such wonder gone?
Every hope had been taken for granted
The fabric of reality torn apart

Alone and unprepared
No restitution
Mortality of flesh
Is realized

Sphere
Of exotic matter
Folds the fabric of the universe

"Know us not by our names
But by thе dark that created us."

Pale flеsh abominations
Brought forth from other worlds
Initial contact was
Met with aggression
Each being spoke with ten voices
Droning words from their sides
The depths of space had been
Named as their father

Cold
Empty
Void

Displacement
To be alone
Alone

Cold
Empty
Void
The Dark that created us