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When the sun ascends,

picture the horizon

that unravels before you.

A sprout seeded in the soil

of confusion and gloom,

writhes in the rays

of decaying strength,

of Sorrodise!

Cultivated in worship of delusions,

blooming flower is portending parasite's feast,

nourished on hope finally realized,

the wine you drink has turned to scalding tar.

Another pleading whisper,

trampled desire to be

grows up before our eyes to lie

as rot in the cruelest depths of its own dreams.

Watch as the new day comes

to mar the eternal night

forcing the stars to fall

and turn to ash.

Another change of seasons

closing the cycle of flesh,

melting the soul once again.

The tower falls, yet a new star is born.

In tragedy and pain - the blissful gasp

as the dark sky sees each of us

so eternity has become mundane.