Towards the immensity of the megalith,
only a path of unrelenting darkness,
The cold stone that grips
hopes of another reality.

An ode to unending obscurity,
the dark and lonely path of life.
The inner darkness of thoughts
sums you up in desperation.

Existence is your own adversary,
a path full of pain and madness.
You struggle with the load on your back,
it's not worth the wait.

Don't cry for help above,
the ears that you await can't hear you.
Cursed mankind,
condemned by the weight of time.

The scythe claims for its capture,
Grim Reaper's hand behind.
A cold bleak farewell,
the dust covers the megalith.

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