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The gate is at hand

My dead calls

Tormented cries

To gaze upon beyond

Experience the coldness

The eyes frozen

Complete utter darkness

Echoing through the corridors

Vast and silent

Sinking deep into the mist

That begins to enshroud all

Grey and clouded

Are the surroundings

Slowly being consumed

A final desperation

To reach what once was

But the silence whispers

Continues the journey

Slowly death rides

With this the final nightmare

Complete utter darkness