Poetry

Into the depths
Into the blackness
Into the cold
Full of Fire And Ashes

In the Abbyssus
Lux Lucis is bright
The core of the world
Is nearly in sight

A Soul has Awakened
Death is this tyrant
Haunting the living
Creeping so silent

The watchful mind of the universe
keeps character with its role
challenged by nothing bold
Except our society as a whole