Of The Bowels of the Earth

Beneath the stones where silence keeps

In ancient vaults where daylight sleeps

There stirs a breath, a whispered wail

A shiver cold, a visage pale

The earth doth groan in muffled sighs

As something wakes with hollow eyes

A creeping dread, a blackened tide

That stirs the bones of those who died

It slithers slow through cracks unseen

A shadow cast on shadow's sheen

The touch of night, the cold embrace

Of spectres lost to time and space

Eldritch whispers claw the mind

Like chimes of chains, both faint and blind

With tendrils dark and venom sweet

It wraps around with ghostly feet

The air grows thick with noxious sighs

As shades emerge from unseen ties

Pale wraiths of old with hollow gaze

That haunt the depths of cavern's maze

Their forms are lost to time’s cruel hand

Yet linger still in shadowed land

Their voices soft, like mournful cries

Of fallen stars and darkened skies

Through fissures deep and riven stone

The nameless dread doth find its home

It crawls and coils, unseen, unknown

A sovereign dark upon its throne

No sunlight warms its cold domain

No angel's hymn can soothe the pain

For in the bowels of earth's embrace

There lies a thing without a face

The walls, they weep with ancient blight

As darkness blooms, devours light

It calls to those who dare to tread

To taste the dreams of long-lost dead

With every step, the shadows grow

And murmur secrets none should know

Of kings accursed and rites profane

Of chasms deep and endless bane

The spectres writhe, the phantoms leer,

In endless dance of woe and fear

They stretch and grasp with hands of night

To drag thee down from heaven’s sight

No prayer can still the creeping dread

Nor cleanse the dark where angels bled

For in the bowels, deep and far

Lies something darker than the star

So tread ye light where shadows creep

Where ancient gods in silence sleep

For in the earth’s cold, hungry maw

Awaits the night with gaping jaw

Beware the gloom, the lurking black

The creeping dread that whispers back

For in the depths, where light is none

The end begins, and all is done