Is this where the gods come to die?
Where all colours cease to exist
Where there's no air to breath
And no sound can be heard
But a static crackling of entropy
Above a desert of titan bones
Bleached by rays of a lifeless sun

And among the remains
Pale and shivering wretches search
For a meaning
In attempt to fill their inner void
Trying to hide their ugliness with grotesque postures
And self-righteous pride

So bare witness, as your knees break beneath you!
The gore soaked cogs turn
A frenzied finale to the end dance
The nyght is nigh
And we all must pass into it.

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