5 THE EDGE

I am in a dream of eternity,
That lies on the edge of the great abyss…
Decaying of the eternal state,
In which that witch has come forth…

Within this abysmal of a state,
I cannot see the free will of all what lies on to thee.
It was said when long ago,
Be wary or may or chosen or choose for all that to be…

They have fractured it all from eternally,
A ruse—and out sprang Armageddon,
In all its alternate fire of light.
Sinister is in the midst now,
Engulfing all that is known,
It becomes more revealing of the evil inside.

Nightmare has no boundary now,
Of all that is around,
For nothing is of sound within these pillars of tombs.
Through the corridors of the temples of man,
There lies deep dark places within that only few have gone.

No one has gone back to within,
Not a single soul,
For what lies there within and beyond is out of our control;
It holds of unfathomable horror.

The echoes of screams,
Of a madness of complete chaotic state,
That has gutted itself from the inside and out.
Tortured souls and the reality of within is chained,
And curses are cast,
Engulfing for all of eternity of eternally.