The somber moon lays bare the ancient path
Whose soil knows not the weight of modern man
When time comes again
For a traveler to sojourn here
Forever will he remember
The tempered embrace of a silence
So cold
Lay down your offer
To the old ones who linger here
Throughout the ether
They whisper in your ear
Bare witness now;
A journey without end
The rain will see you through
Time and again
Cold comfort from
A canopy of misery
Grasping for mercy
From an ancient entity
This road before you
Will void your veins and break your soul
But embrace the dying spirit;
Find comfort in your role
As a witness, as a scribe
To what was yet never seen
This timeless place,
A path that suffers its own being

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