6 APOPHIS
I was in a inferno long ago,
Forgotten in the echoes of time.
I wielded of many a bludgeoning,
In the days of trials.
I carried the armor of God (Allah),
In the raging stones of time.
My journey was a sound one,
Called upon by the powers within.
They sided by the heavenly light,
And pit themselves against the sinister within.
In the deep depth of the cavernous places,
And the many spaces within,
Lie the horrors in the shadows of a many.
The shadows within a shadow,
Of crazed antic of men,
Enslaved by the sinister of forces,
From the other side.
They speak in a demonic of a tongue,
That resonates with nothing from of this world.
They come from a strange land of lands,
From the dying of worlds.
They speak of the torture that’s to come,
To these lands from underneath,
The man that tills them.
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