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Flickering eyes in your periphery /

A permanent state of decay /

Drawing fingers across rusted relics /

The ground crumbling beneath your feet //

Hidden smiles, hidden intentions /

Pools of sweat and vile drippings /

A casual inch from death /

Forced trust of strangers in flux //

Screeching towards zero /

Like a million nails in harmony /

A portal opens to a forgotten land /

This cavern beneath the frost //

Wicked highs, unthinkable lows /

An empty bastion appears /

Too good to be true /////