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Bathed In Ashes

Oblivion, creator and destroyer
our mortal shell only but vessels
darkness all to see, with open eyes
erasing this burden.

Mist the ribbons
Corrosive water giving reflection

Plains of rot, embrace demise
for this is the voicelss existence

Born of the void, bathed in ashes
this is the great knowing
the great knowing of the end
where nothing exist... nothing

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