NecromansMe

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Creep up  
and twist from inside
 
Darkness moves
like whispers of unspoken pain
 
Ignite!  
Shatter the splintering light!
 
Follow with ease  
where enigmatic voices lead
In pursuit of damned words
A language dried up
Now unearthly sounds  
 
Ghostly echoes of loneliness and longing
Droning, moaning in mourning
From depths of sorrows
An endless pit that falls right through
 
Unable to grasp structures of solidity
Everything crumbles before me
 
Unable to realise
Unable to internalise
Unable to unbind my thoughts and actualize
 
Floating through a world of shadows
Shadows within. Shadows without.  
 
A prisoner of my own mind
Confined by the glass I'm kept behind.  
 
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Image: album cover  
Within the Realm of the Dying Sun
By Dead Can Dance (1987)