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Merciless Watcher

Tomb Mold

The blood moon hangs low and hiddenA slow devouringGrey skies to blackShambles of desolate townsBarren villagesWinged abnormalities patrol and pass overCollecting any scraps of life to be hadWith passage to another dimension cameA grand scale death sentenceThe portal, twisting and swirlingLed to a realmGroundlessColdFurious windsBoundless blackness glittered with goldSilhouettes of soaring monolithsThe dying sucked throughAdriftInsignificantTo pass through the gillsMotionlessA hunger never satiatedEarthly flesh is far from sacred






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