Yay collabs. This one doesn't go retarded halfway like the others :D/D:
Splendour is doomed to fade
The mighty gods dictate
Lest they fall themselves
Taking a dark inward delve
Immersing in your darker self
Old hope untouched on the shelf
Eroding the dusts of time
Joyous memories lose their shine
Like a locket tarnished sickly
Revelling in mocking mimicked glee
Denting esteem of any kind
Grappling through the mist we find
Ourselves, the divine and horror within
Failing haunting vengeance of past sins
Taking with it repentance lost
Sorrow now transfigured a plain of frost
Oh, how shalt thou escape suffering's eternal loop?
No one ever does, we puppets jumping through hoops
In their celestial seats, do the stars pity us?
Will they pulverise us, to a million pixie dust?
Or shred us to ribbons into the wind?
To float forever, atonement for our sins?
What if superior beings are just stories of our dreams?
Figments of imaginings conjured by desperate screams?
What godliness do gods embody?
Just sculptors of tragic stories?
Our world pulled from a gossamer thought
Growing and engorging like flowerwort
The end is near, it's curtain call
The last to stand shall finally fall
By Moros's orchestrations, doom at hand
Stories of death, by his pen
And here too our tale comes to an end
An end absolute we shall be sent
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