Everything is black. Everything is black. Everything is black. Everything is black.
Everything falls. Everything falls black. Everything falls. Everything falls into the abyss. That abyssmal All.
I'm cold. I am so cold.
A ringing...? A ringing in my head.
A dead grip on my shoulder.
I am so cold.
Everything is black...Everything...Everything...

The Earth is broken.

(Broken Earth) Follow the Abyssmal All

There is a growing light just beyond the horizon as All pulls me down to the valley. The arms of a dead sun pierce the sky and I am shown some unreal world. Over jagged rocks and stained earth, I am pushed deeper and deeper into the abyssmal pit lined with the carrion of some hideous flesh monstrosity. The sky splits like a fresh wound into some infected neon black or grey or red or purple or, oh god what is this color? In the distance I hear the growing sounds of wretched orgasm, the howling yelps of some horrid perversion taking place. Mangled, featureless creatures play in stagnated pools of filth and blood and bile digging through their shit looking for food. Detached limbs and offal carve out a trail.

The exposed bone fragments left by some faceless, shuffling horror cuts through the sole of my foot and I collapse. My jaw connects with the ground and I bite my tongue. I feel the blood flood my mouth and drip down my chest. I have to leave my jaw hanging just to breathe. Every breath I take I am choking on the decay and rot that hangs in the air. A noxious steam rises from out of the ground the farther into the valley I go, and each step becomes an excruciating journey toward hell.

The Arms of a Dead Sun

Prelude: Signs

The straws that once broke my back
Now provide me with a bed to sleep
And the needles I found inside
I pulled out one by one

Just to get myself loose
Just to feel myself freed
I am a speck in the wake
So let the darkness devour me 

I would cover myself in mud
Just to blind that sun
For the light that shines
Is so much more terrifying

Please cover me, bury me
Far beneath the earth
Return me to nothing
Carry on, walk away

Of Eternal Return

(The distant beating of drums pound out a dance for the tuneless songs of abyssmal dancers atop blood-stained hills rolling ever closer as screams from the filth orgy echo in the distance. I am brought into the wretched necropolis by All. A stew of sickly colors spills across the sky as singing, or cackling, from those hideous monstrosities ring high above the rest of the valley. Deeper and deeper into this horrid place I am forced. Featureless faces steal my vision only to slip between the thin dementions of reality. Nightmares take me in. My blood runs cold as I see how far I have been taken, and even colder when I realize there's no escape. I am beyond sanity itself, and I would give anything to be returned to darkness.)

Faceless
Formless
Hideous
Beings
Burning
Hands of
Abyssmal
Beings
Reach out
Hold me
Strangle me
Clinging
Broken
Unheard
Cries for
Mercy
Wretched
Nails dig
Into my
Flesh
Twisted
Mess of
Blood, gore,
Viscera

Swallowed by eyes
Swirling chaotic mass
Blackened teeth devour me whole
Fear grips my body
Rips me limb from limb
Abyssmal dementions engulf me

Carrion creatures
Eat at my mind
Crucified
On a crux of filth
Chaotic carnage
Rivers of gore
What physical remains
Are taken beyond

Fear itself

Trepidation in the Valley of Decayed Light

Lost, or loss?
I hang my skin 
Upon dead
Branches

Of deformed oaks
And stare at stones

Claw at the sun
Blind all beings

Remove all worlds
Replaced by void

Among the stones
Salted and marked
Made of slate
In perfect rows
Lay me down
To finally sleep

Vision is
Swallowed by fog
Mercifully I
Am blind

Tear out my eyes
And the world dies with

Away from All's
Light or straying winds
I find comfort
In the void

Away from All's Light or Straying Winds

Rise to
Screaming
The cries of
malevolent gears
Churning and grinding
Excreting the
Liquified remnants
Of human carnage
As rusted ash hangs 
In neon black skies
It fills my throat
And lungs that let out
A pained wheeze
Of drying spit
That's soon made
Bile

Bitter from
The taste of rot
And decay
Boiled over
By the fires
That burn eternally
From beneath
The valley of
Decayed
Light
Drunk on the whines
Of whirring machines
Black spires
Line the walls
Of Nightmares
and signal the All

The faceless heads of hideous abominations
Fed into the horrible machines
By melted flesh amalgamations
As obsidian smoke screams

Leyak

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