Doom doom doom what is there to do what to see except howl into the void and make a fleeting oasis in the sand. There is no hope, no respite, only unending bite. The dark has seen us and sent us to our destruction proceeded by our madness. In our blind strivings we have washed upon a pitiless shore and what God may be has cursed us forever more.
All our aspirations and dreams are crushed, our bodies are broken and souls shattered. All is in vain for death, defeat, and eternal damnation ride for us on their way.
The four horsemen of the apocalypse come faster and faster and yet are prayers are answered with laughter. All comes to dust and the silver chord is broken our labors lost unto the river of time and the forgetful nature of man. Oh gods what curse this land!
As it was once said only the gods can through this forever and yet not fill pain. The void laughs at our despair and eternal perdition inches eve closer all dreams of glory are broken, our children we have given to sacrifice and yet none have been satiated. Our sorrows are without end only defeat and dismay stays with us until the end.
