Ode to Silk, the Spider God of the Textile World

Chaos and falsehood sing together, madness dances with the indescribable, and blood and tears flow on the absurd earth. Who is He? Nameless gods. Who is he? Apostle of the Nameless One. Together they sort chaos into order and rewrite madness into sanity. In the long river of time, they are here now, they were there in the past, and they will be here forever. They are everywhere in infinite space. They weave infinite webs and write hymns and legends. Their names will be sung, and their gospel will spread far and wide. Praise to the great weaver, the manipulator of fate and life, the spider in dreams, the controller of eternal time, the maintainer of infinite space, the king of spiders, the god of silk, Spider Atrak.