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“Darkness has been brought upon me Driven by time’s dusty winds an epiphany of ashen worlds a death spiral of sorrow and pride I traverse the threshold of my final defeat And become an echo in the halls of unlight Solemny baptized in pain bitter thoughts to test the worlds trivial boundaries a somber morning that brings a dying red sun Faces of rust with stare dead eyes these statues refine my dreams a monument of unlife Beyond the spectre moon to the shore of an unearthly evil“
