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Hereafter in shades awake

Enshrined in a flux of ashen visions

In cloisters of godless reign

Losing my way over and over again

Reaching out for something firm

But there's naught for me to grasp

Feasting on my shambling remains

Hungry lies the chasm

In demise

I seek resolution

In signs of escape

In surrender

As I gaze down

Into the shrine of revelation

That which emanates

From these crevasses I now observe

Must not seep into gods' creation

Let these gates be shut

Gates of vanishing

Gates of emptiness

Remain closed

One by one

My senses strangely stir

Oracles and landscapes full

Through wormholes beyond time

Once more in the life I know

Was it dreams or intoxication?

I turn around, there's naught to be seen

Only wretched, black and barren visions

I have lost my reflection

I speak ye tin frequencies

Only the dead can discern

My soul forever enshrined

An ashen kingdom come