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Into darkness, away from light

Heavy hearts, but open minds

Pushing in with no way out

Thoughts usurped by crippling doubt

Stench of mold and putrid air

Feed the kiln of our despair

Yet amid this waste there’s hope

Priestess came to me and spoke

What we sought, I don’t recall

I woke up in a strange, new hall

Whence we came, I do not know

Visions like a cancer grow

Temple walls, so cold and pale

Whispering shadows mark my trail

One last time I say my prayer

And raise my knife into the air

Night after night

You look into my eyes

And gaze at bleak reflections of the starless void above

Piercing pain and swirling light

Divinations, second sight

Path ahead becoming clear

Resolution drawing near

New awareness shapes my will

To move on is to be still

From eight cups I drink my wine

As it turns to blood I smile

Night after night

You look into my eyes

And gaze at bleak reflections of the starless void above