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I was born in the deepest throes

Of hellish haven forgotten

Putrification untold

Ash and decay

Wandering through remains

Of a world once engulfed in glorious blaze

Vision of raging luster fading

In an overwhelming

never

before

piqued interest

in mortal

Life

(They said this occurs nary all but once)

To the demons of stature

Of promise, of influence abound

Bracing myself

It is coming

Bracing myself

It is coming

I will be one of them

Dawning the dance of anguish’s ecstasy

Shaking the Earth with my vacant stare