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Rumbling from deep beneath the ground

Tellurian wrath erupts

Raging clouds thicken the air

Darkness smoulders to embers

Consuming the barren lands

The roots and soils suffocate

Alive yet barely breathing

Inhaling the harvest of an unyielding scourge

In the corridors of disisllusion

Dwell the mortal kings

Conquerors of the seas

Tarnishing the earth

Bound to sickening distraught

Smothering the inner pulse

To adorn an emptiness with ghosts

Weeping upon the throne of things past

Wretched and bruised on the inside

In shames, in guilt

Searching exultation and atonement

To drown a void carried from birth

Flaming souls in a perpetual quest for purpose

Striding across landscapes

Axioms, language and patterns

Trying to grasp those forever elusive answers

Continuously compelled to compose

With consciousness of the pending end

Getting lost without sense

Yielding to those tides of inertia

A flickering into arrogance and frustration

Devoured by the fires of lunacy

Embodiment of inherent doom

A searing sun into the night

Hollow light, woundrous darkness

Spheres that wither beneath the storms

Circling above and within

Wilful echoes of thoughts

There's drought inside a yearning heart

Engulfed by mountains

Blind eye wide open admist the obscure

An eerie form of beauty arises from this empty space

Inner cavern of dead and broken stars

A glimpse of clarity behind the veil of death

Where times drown into shapeless archaic dreams

The self dissolves through the everlasting oblivion

Beyond bottomless chasms and endless space

Becoming one with all

Merging within nothingness.