In those lost times so low

did I fall down

to lose all that has been lost

upon a breeze of frosty wind.

As I sink even lower and lower into the quagmire

time flies

time flies

time flies so fast.

Can I see the way lost to all control

Can I see the future of tomorrow's hold

Can the acid rains burn so fast

to wither away an otherwise solid mass?

I am down

The System's lost on a wind

a breeze

a puff of frost

all gone now...

Cold am I

Frigid Zero and lie

in the yowl of sliver of time
spiraling out of control my mind
slipping away from behind
lost to all Mankind.

Cold, the snow

frost as we go

vivifying thoughts of ancient and old

biding time in the deep of the cold

Tomorrow, the ancient winds so vast

will cover my head to the last

thought to me mentioned is cast

in the eldritch indifference of the Past.

Lie here, do I wake
Sear here, do I quake

as I sink into the surly impugned lake
slithering like an ungainly snake
no longer thoughts to placate...



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In the early morning sun, I dine as if I were one, In the calm cool afterbreeze of the flush of nine-hundred million seas. I lie awashed in ashes of the past lost lives so vast did the ancient shadows cast a doubt upon the task. I withered in anguish so void upon my own spittle so cloyed with my emotions they toyed to rip out the Soul I enjoyed. I falter, I flounder upon the ground so encrusted with the sound of my screams so profound that many a ear turn astound. My Soul lay in ribbons of flesh the brain quite a mess nowhere did I confess the loss of the eldritch test. I failed, I have fallen, I have drowned.

Why did I die, I wonder

where did I go?

Why did I cry, I thunder

what do I know?

Shall I survive the Onslaught of blood?
Shall I die again in the mud?

Face awashed with the red cream
Where escape is but a Dream.

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