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Woeful loneliness depicts
The Horror of a bleeding soul
Grasping its last breath in an artisan creation
Writing, decomposing and shedding intent
Glistening, galvanizing noise and static
Spiraling in and out, being and vanishing
In a timeless loop across this forsaken wormhole
Unmerged and undivided is the silence abroad
The abyss ahead Beckons a call of interest
As it entices loneliness and despair
To compel and subyugate life and love
Upon the Clashing of thought and emotion
Solemnly Grasping, solemnly creating, solemnly destroying,
Prefacing loss and triumph
Entwined upon Silence and clamor
Derailing clearance to the hoarding of reason and logic
This artisan manipulation befits the fallen
Silencing litanies of confusion
Defiling all remnants of light and Valor
Tormenting, crippling is this ABYSS within
But it's silence that shields us
It's Silence that binds this artisan design
Silence as a showing of freedom and slavery
Silence is among the lonely and the cared for
Silence is where the abyss is challenged
Where our victory is at hand
As silence apprehend us
We, the an thou shall always triumph in Silence
