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Cold tunnels echo

The conjurations of the diseased

From eternity

Shades reaching out

For verges of insanity

In dungeons of the mind

Breeze turns into storm

Crippling dreams and hopes

Eyes weeping dust

Into the urns

Of wrecked souls

The presence of the age

Aura of mortality

Pain and ecstacy

Monuments of misery

Vague arcades of woe

By nightmares revealed

One being the last

Fate's morbid chimes

Encrusting lives

With callous grace

Forgotten bonds reborn

Of reasons pulverized

The spawn of endless screams

Eyes weeping dust

Into the urns

Of wrecked souls

The presence of the age

Aura of mortality

Pain and ecstacy

Monuments of misery

Solace in terror

Where the gargoyles cry

Intoxicating sorrow

Rapture of the blind

Monuments

Built of dismal tales