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I awoke in the umbra
The light I hold shines into blackness
Many have gone before me running
This race of tears and pain
I go about in this maddening trance,
While the night presses in
The grave beckoned me to join in the
death all around
It tried to entice me with lies of
darkness that consumes all flesh
The grave fights to keep my mind
clouded with the Blackened madness
of Death and Lightlessness
The grave conjured thoughts and feelings
Not thought and felt for awhile
Poisonous passions rise in me, and
war with my murky soul
the Ignoble passions fight for control
Black claws of Destruction pull me
into a cesspool of vapor, that
the murky world thrives in.
The grave Dances in a Dizzy Swivel
That is easy to fall into
The gothic, trance like Dance is Joined
by most flesh
The steps are pleasurable and easy,
moving to the Beat of the Darkened
heart of the power of the air
To Destruction the steps lead, But most
don't wake from the lucid trance
until it's to late.
Yielding to the terrors that Destruction
Supplies when your in it's midst.
I'm clasped by the melancholia thoughts
That linger in my head
My soul screams to be freed from
my cryptic prison
The somber chains of the night hold
fast and keep my heart in bitter Bondage
I've had little Rehearsal with my weapon
of Christ, and am Being battered by
The grave and it's alliance
This imprisonment of Darkness won't
last forever
I cling to the Holy One and wait to be
Liberated from this Bondage
