Crumbling bones, from ages in a rotten coffin
Deadly apparitions, restless souls deprived of peace
Eyes that have sunken in to the skull
Now you see the horrors from beyond
Caught in his grasp, pulled towards the other side
Never to see the light of day, only to live in perpetual decay
No mind to think
No will to break
No voice to cry suffering
No rest for the damned
No point to resist
No chance to survive
No choice but to die
Cryptic pain
Like a crack in the mind, a rift that spews out tendrils
Each with a life of its own, crawling out through every hole
Try to call for help, a pointless effort
Can't escape his grasp
The cornerstones of concievable reality crumble
In a place were neither time or space exist
Nothing is everything and everything is nothing
No mind to think
No will to break
No voice to cry suffering
No rest for the damned
No point to resist
No chance to survive
No choice but to
Die!
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