This void feels so
Cold and empty
Filled with vacant souls
Weak bones, cracked
Into scattered fragments
I can't deny that
We are not in the
Presence of an
Understanding god
Decay, fall
Under wicked hexes
That never will go away
I project my will through the air
Casting figures through the dark
Black magic
Dark ashes
Putrid shrines
Mummification
Dark language
Levitations
I'm drifting
Forever
Through other worlds
You wither in time