We have walked in the dark fields of eternity
With blood and breath concealed from all men
And the wind that stirs night's cold ashes upon us like a black mantle.
Here the fog rises
And the stars' unholy glistening shimmers upon the unseen waters of the abyss.
Beyond the seasons and all the days of sanity
Where this spot begins there is no ending
And the void seeks out the void.
For ten thousand years no shadow has marked the hour and no life disturbed the serene indifference of being
And no witness shall ever bear us out.
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