From the Ashes of Time

Through the ages of time, the clarity of our minds have dwindled. The endless pouring of false words, have clouded our view of reality. Believers, followers, the name of our foe. Hypocrites, despoilers, is what we shall read. Mark their desease ridden ranks, with the beauty of endless sacrilege. Now, close your eyes, void is favour to ignorance. Do not listen, do not heed, deceit is all you'll hear. Sprung, from the ashes of time. Creation is beyond comprehension. You will never know, you will never see, the truth in all its simplicity. Words of truth, forgotten through time. Forgotten, through time.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025