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Days have turned into nights

As I drift into my eigenlicht

Extremes of impulse, uprooting minds

Grains of the hourglass, fuelling despair,

Ticking of clocks as a bane of eternity,

The hangman’s noose, a welcome sight

The ocean of thoughts, blackened morbid,

Waves of madness, gnawing at my sanity

My eyes blackened

My name forgotten

Babbling demons, weeping angels,

Friends and fiends, falling to fallow,

The breath of life, panting shallow,

Black crows, funeral bells tolling

Now - as darkness enters the light

Hail - the unholy body of inquisition

Stand - as the hunted becomes the hunter

The reaper’s contract, renewed

The vortex within, engulfs all hope

A Judas’ kiss on my way to the cage

Witness the last grains falling,

Embrace the fate of futility,

Greet the voices within,
Hush your whimpers for solace

Lay your bed, vanish to slumber,

Dreaming the end, ahead in wonder...