Seize the gates of the dark expanse
Sink into oblivion
I've dragged feet through the desert
Nothing but sand,
stone and embers in return
Hushed tones
of crossed bones and war paint
Grinding under your heals
When temples crumble
and altars burn,
The beasts gather at your door
The pillars of ash evoke
the specter of abandon
The great unraveling is close at hand
Watch with disbelief
as the whirlwind dissipates

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