Great Devourer

A whisper crawls through void and night
A shroud that dims the astral light
No stars can pierce its ashen veil
No beacon bright nor comet’s trail
It chokes the ether, drowns the call
The silent dread that grips them all
A psychic fog, relentless, vast
Consuming futures, devouring past
 
An unseen tide that swallows thought
Where hopes and dreams are bound and caught  
It feasts on prayers and rends the mind
Leaving only the hollow behind
A hunger born of endless black
A ceaseless thirst that won’t retract
The void’s own maw, an endless pull
The gnashing teeth of shadows full
 
In waking fear and nightmare’s clutch
Its tendrils reach, corrupt and touch
No solace found in sacred rite
Nor comfort in the fading light
It twists the soul with unseen chains
And breaks the will with whispered pains
An endless night where spirits cower
Beneath the weight of a devouring power
 
The stars are silent, trapped in thrall
To darkness that consumes them all
No beacon left to guide the way
Just endless void and shades of gray
It pulses in the cosmic breath
An echo of unyielding death
A specter vast, without a name
A hunger that devours flame
 
No warning comes, no herald’s cry
Just silent screams that fill the sky
A presence felt but never seen
A predator of thoughts unclean
It thrums within the warp’s own heart
And tears the aether worlds apart
A shadow cast from distant deep
That haunts the stars and mocks their sleep
 
A veil of silence, thick and cold
A darkness spun from hungers old
It stalks the mind and drinks the soul
A hunger vast, beyond control
In quiet depths, it waits and sways
And binds all light in shadow’s haze
A presence vast, unseen, and stark
The endless, ravenous, living dark