And death shall find them, cowering behind their own delusion; their phantom eternity.

Kneeling down they pray; their demise close at hand,
Wasted lives; foolishly spent on a false infinity
From reality their is no escape, but at the end they still hide
In denial of what awaits; the anti-existence

Doom's preface; a voice obscure,
One final thought entered their minds
Cold and dark; a dismal terror,
As if death itself spoke to them:

Do not fear death, for death is only a return. A return to the abyss from which you first crawled.
On your knees you began. On your knees you stayed. And on your knees you die, never learning to stand.

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