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In the Veil of Oddity
Amidst the enigmatic tides of time, peculiar occurrences unfold As light withdraws, distant and aloof, leaving shadows to elongate The sun's standstill seems to stretch eternity, casting deeper shades Breath, once warm within the breast, crystallizes into icy blocks Fear's scorching touch dissolves the flesh from fragile bones In this epoch of strangeness, the valley plunges like a voracious grave Souls descend like autumn leaves, fluttering from a withered tree Their destiny entwined with ash's embrace, and dust's eternal slumber The gaping yawn, a maw of hunger, akin to a ravenous beast In this curious epoch, fear slips through the gates, a murderer of sleep Once towering towers of prayers crumble to fragments, lost and adrift Taking flight akin to bats fleeing from infernal flames' embrace Judgment, akin to a patient vulture, observes and waits in the shadows In this cryptic moment, That One stands at the door, a relentless knocker No invitation sought, entering like a divine lord, to demand retribution Even for debts not yet due, leaving one stripped and empty-minded In these inexplicable times, our essence eludes illumination No, not when anarchy ascends its throne, and sin thrives with delight Even faith wanders like a spectral specter, seeking solace and redemption Pleading for a stake to pierce its heart, to know some form of release
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