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Strange place, queer sounds

Anomalous hum vibrates through the ground

I hear someone, but there's none around

Absolutely alone in a forsaken place

Panorama of silence - and nothing remains

My intermittent breath fills the void of space.

Am I really again imprisoned by forest?

Encircled by echoes of abundant horrors

Where foliage put my soul on the green altar

I am in seclusion, my body is static

The stems entwine feet, so pale and dramatic

And my madness' hearth is so vast and aesthetic

My fatuous mind's emaciated by the mist

I still cannot find the point of my gist

Membrane of insanity lacerates me like beast

In the Naked Moon's Temple, in aeonian ash

The forest - the herald of my mental crash

I feel myself beaten by the nothingness' lash...