Obsidian Heart from Apathy: Reborn by Apathy

Forged in the heart of the crater
The creator looks in dismay
Casts away the mistake
To be erased from memory by time
As it passes by
Drenched by the tears of the Earth
The seared flesh turns to ash
As the life begins to end

Obsidian heart
Shrouded in darkness
But the fire inside still burns
Oblivion calls
The smoldering embers
Slowly dying but not yet dead

Lifeless on the surface
A shell black and cold
But if you crack the stone
Blood flows still
As a child born without a pulse
A body devoid of a soul
Once broken from the mold
It can never again be made whole

Obsidian heart
Trapped in a carcass
Rotting away as the hourglass flows
Circadian world
In constant decay
Beating to the rhythm of a riderless swing

All alone at the heart of the crater
The creator would finally see
That he indeed had made a mistake
As the forsaken creation was lost
Far beyond reclaim
And the pain was too much to bear
Sharing this fate with the world
Tearing the fabric of time
Causing the earth to bleed
Weeping out crimson tears
It ruptured erupting with force
Filling the soul with remorse
Fueling the fire within
Burning his spirit
Splitting the fissure apart
Turning his heart into stone

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