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The howling winds cut through the brush as our souls fall deeper into oblivion. Hopelessness rages inside again, for the realities of what has been or what will be- continue to fester. Around every corner, the truths and lies combine to poison our minds as the future spirals into the abyss. Dreams or truths? Good or evil? Questions entombed for eternity by the desolate depths and the echoes of forgotten stars. Separated by the forbidden glimpses of beauty, and the deceptions of the of the pious grasp the tentacles of the unidentified bones. The tainted red fouls your face, as the twin rises from the sands. Misunderstood symbols appear, concealed by the privileged- ignored by the meek. Solitary sun: lone disciples trapped in orbit, protective moons illuminating spectral flames of life; lives. the oceanic origins doomed by the vile, and now, this once distant sea salvation? Truths shrouded from humanity for millennia as the once dark and dead dynasty thrives. Disjointed sightings pierce

Every night, torment overtakes my soul; Thoughts of happiness, replaced by eternal guilt; For the emptiness of a love long forgotten; Or an embrace, that I will never feel. Every night, darkness consumes my mind; Opening the abyss, allowing despair to take hold; Blackness engulfs my once loving heart; And all my passions, fade into the depths. Every night, your eyes peer into my wounds; And every morning, you are gone.

The golden maize stands tall within the abyss, Guiding the forsaken toward oblivion, But still, the deafening silence is broken by the tattered man, His eyes staring through sewn sockets, His plague-infested cries fall upon heedless ears, Fear naught my children, for the vile outlanders shall not enter, Their revolting infestation cannot break our sacred barriers, Rise above the roots and wallow in the fruits of our harvest, For inside the maize, absolution will be granted, And, the interlopers will be swallowed by the abyss.

Torn between darkness and light, my sanity wavers; Thoughts of despair close in, I am surrounded by this unseen torment, Suffocating my every step, Smothering my every desire, Every day I spiral further down the tower, The smells of decay have permeated every inch, What was once five, is now two; But, for how long? I can feel nemesis closing in, Their presence obscured by faint sorrow filled sounds, As the mold overtakes what little remains, How much longer can I survive? Before the darkness engulfs the light.

Years have passed, but still, I wait, I reach for you, I call to you, Yet, this deafening silence surrounds me, Torturing my soul with emptiness. Eternal loneliness takes control. My pulse slows as I remember your pale curves; Your eyes glistening in the moonlight, Our final embrace, Our blood upon the altar; Alas, the elixir of life lay before us, As fears turn to screams. My heart races with thoughts of salvation, With a solitude broken by your smile, Your touch, guiding me through the sacred labyrinth, Breaking the hallowed chains that bind us in desolation, The shallow void cries to thee, And the pathway to eternity opens wide.