I have felt the embrace of death.
It fuels my need to explore these realms.
Ventured alone. Weakened bones.
My blood flows slower than before.
Lured by whispers. Light will be seen through their guise.
A creature made from fear, born from ancient times.
Fall to your knees and see greatness.
A ritual to call forth night, endless.
Chained to me as to not flee.
Our blood is the key.
Carve your flesh and empty your veins. Soon you will feel everything.
Become a servant of pain
Under the weight off it all
Words do fall
To describe the view of code
Memories covered in blood
A link between spirit and flesh
A revival of those who welcome death
The answer will never be found
Mystery and consciousness will be forever bound.