Anomalous, autonomous
Grasping for an explanation but it's all amiss
The world watches in awe
Allure of the fault

The tremors awaken
The horrors of the past
Where did they come from?
How do they know our silhouettes?
This is no coincidence
This uncanny resemblance
The call of the chasms too loud to resist

One by one they climb inside
Ready to die, ready to die
“This home was made for me, this hole is mine”
They recite
No hope left in their eyes
No goal in sight
No will to survive

Seemingly endless
Shadows of our descendants
We become dependent on nothing more than resemblance

Reoccurring nightmares of a world unseen
Slipping further in a claustrophobic fever dream
There is no turning back I've
Dug too deep into this victims of the abyss
Limbs stretching in every direction
Bones breaking complete disconnection
Forced further, compression
Mangled beyond any chance of identity

There is no end in sight
There is no light
No resolve to the plight
Sucked into nothingness
Turned into something else

Eternal loneliness
How could it ever have come to this?
How could it be?
Darkness is all that I see in this wicked dream

I watched you die
Suffocated alive
Despite how hard you tried you
Gave to compulsion the strongest have fallen

Soemthing comes over me
Suddenly I'm all that I see
I'm creeping closer slowly
I can't resist it this hole is a perfect fit
Creeping closer
Into my silhouette
Creeping closer
Into my certain death
Creeping closer
Consuming everyone
Creeping closer
Losing sight as I succumb

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