through distant lands,
there lays the void,
a place of sorrow,
with souls destroyed,
Through cruel intensions,
destruction of life,
the nameless wander,
through a land of strife,
with dreams forgotten,
and worlds destroyed,
death is there pleasure,
all hear the void,
with time undoing,
my fury unfolds,
my fears forgotten,
the void takes hold.
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