The Void

Come forth scathing winds

Rid these mortals of their flesh

For it is time to glut the hunger

Of the unending

The ebbing of the blood shall bring the void

Death is the threshold to its gates

To the dark and cold in the nothing beyond

I am the key, messenger of darkness

When the earth is dead and all is not

The void shall consume all

All shall return to Darkness

Existence shall be no more

I shall stalk the earth in shadow

Bearing these words upon manking

And in the eyes of their dying children, they shall see

In the shallow breath of the sick and starving, they

shall hear

In the husks of their failing mortality, they shall feel

The great Truth shall be known and all will despair

The Nothing lurks just beyond the horizon

Flesh and blood is all that binds

Ever-failing as life's light grows dim

The end is coming

And all shall be cast to the void