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The true vastness of the hole

Reveals itself through pain

Black mouth opened wide

Constantly consuming

It is this silent hole

approaching with every grain of sand

that falls in the hourglass

The Perpetual Devourer

It is thee how hides behind every forced smile

as it tries to change the direction

in which every taken step goes

into cold, dark, oblivious and unknown

The path of all paths

The end of all ends

A way forged not by men

As my worthless sight

dares to reach behind the motion,

It beholds the burning glory

of thy Unspeakable Truth

Devour me, perpetually

It is the gap and the howling void

the utter silence of the grand devourer

that is the holiest of holy

made not by futility of men

Devour

Every passing second is thy anthem

As my worthless and hollow being

ares to dream and crave for thy touch

So this empty heart beholds

the glory of thy Abysmal Depths