Molten Earth from Ouroboric Trances by Age of The Wolf

Stranded,
Between perfect insanity,
And meaningless reality
Formless shadows haunt
My cognitive vision.

Adrift,
Amongst nothingness,
And soothing noise
That appear to be as shallow and vague,
As the clash of the fondest presence,
Against an emotionless carcass.

Staring into the void.

To destroy whilst still not fully developed,
This romance with the impossible, and the unknown.
Of what's been forgotten and not yet shown.

I, now wake from my slumber,
Ripped from pride and scarred of wasting time.
Escaping through the gallows of my wicked mind.

In earthly thirst for discovery,
The eerie thunder of decay
Strucks the ground, and through this molten earth,
Life sows back again.

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