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Black Sun Version Iii
What light is this? It reeks of night, corrupted! What it touches turns black. Things lingering in a cruel Violet. What light is this? The night it illuminates… the unseen, the ether in between. Unseen, the absence of sight… The bitter void of soul. What colors glows a chilling shade of an unknowable hue. Unseen and not described by any human intonation in the mind or soul! It is a Colour, not of this time, of our world let, alone this universe. Quear, Odd, Opulence in its Hues… A black-light of maddening degrees. It seeps into the fabric of reality One can see what is never meant to believe. A colour from the outer abyss, Watching a black sun. Burn a haloed aura or ultraviolet violence The red lightning strikes a burned-out land. On cryptic shores of bleeding sand... jade green seas break, As far as it corrupted halos glow. Feeling infernal winds Across a brutal land. The coming of the Black Sun, In its unholy demand... The demons that drive what is Between what is known and unseen. But only felt in shades from a doomed dream, staring into bleeding eyes… Burning out in their sockets madness is in their scream. Watching things only dreamt of, by black deities Decreed in abyssal dreams.
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