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Walking through the ominous gates.

Darkness all around, it encapsulates.

Every speck of light that tries to break

The territory held within the gates.

Stones lined up on the ridge

Mark the others trying to forgive.

All the sins which are cast upon themselves.

Judgement will be passed. Soon you will see.

No way out of this.

Time takes its toll on the strength of the soul

Fathom all of the pain while awaiting for this judgement to be.

Passed soon never able to face what awaits them.

At the black gates.

Take the leap into the flame.

Face what you have reaped.

Through the fog you’ll find the maze

Of those who already passed through (the gates)

Live the days and face the lives they have made.

No chance for your redemption.

Burn

Burn in hell.

Endless

Descention

Towards the sisters of fate.

Stand at the gates

Face what awaits.

Burn in hell.

Consumed by fire you feel the flesh melt from your seared broken bones.

Stand at the gates.

Hindsight results in a selfish reflection of time.

A desperate attempt to unravel the actions of one who can

Only regret what has brought forth the end of a pitiful existence.

The writing has always been on the wall

Don’t bitch about it,You ignored the signs.