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Have we strayed from the path of wisdom and purity? All the voices now silent. All the light gone dark. Memories lost. Old friends now strangers. Light is black and night is dark. Life is Death, torn asunder.

I lie in my own ruin and wonder the beauty which I cannot see. In my ruin, I dream of desire to cease the falling. Then, I look up to the sky I see thousands of stars they lit the night sky. My mind, it begins to wander back... ... to the realm of Black I can't see past the void black vivid lights dancing around and beyond... My hope is failing I can't take this anymore. No, I will stand and I ...

Follow this sound in to a cave where no sun will ever shine. Listen to the sound of your cracking skull. Listen, enjoy, die. Dominate or fall from the sky. Sky, so dark, so fucking high. Count your days. When the demon comes? Demon, so black, like a shadow, from a dark mind. Behold; The tempest of madness, omega desert storm of Amhitshard.

Yggdrasil burns The tree of life and wonder, burning to ash. The leaves fall like grey tears, the world is on fire. Jörmungandr poisons the winds, Hel is open, Nidhögg comes. Freed from chains, Hrodvitnir, hear the call of Gjallar-horn. Ragnarök, the end of times. Rangarök, Yggdrasil burns. Asgard, gone. Hlidskjalf, broken. Baldr, Thor, gods of war, fighting through Vigridur. Nothing left in th...

One seeks sleep, eternal sleep, amongst woods deep in the north. Tombs of silence, sleeping silence, beyond eternity, far in the past. Emptyness, nothing, absolutely nothing, between stars chanted in aeons. Head to the dawn, and for her beauty... ... for another window open towards death's nest... I am the seeker of silence and sleep.

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Silently forging a way into another realm, unseen calamities expand intensively. Gazing past the future as time stands still. Eight thousand shadows on a distant horizon, closing in... closing in... The world's end is coming. Are you ready for the final day? Open the door and face the final challenge, abandon this journey and start anew. Darkness shall return, with a golden glimmer.

as the morning star rose from below so shall I fall as my solitude crumbles like a castle made of snow an era of visions and haze obscuring space and time frozen expanding dreams beyond the sky seeds sown before being born the soul breaks physical limitations reaching above what is known

J.K.L 2023