New Dawn

My heart yet yearns yet wonders alone, this jagged crag with wounded footsteps I stumble in the dark. As I clamber and writhe, a more true sense of purpose falls lose upon me. Stop being how they need you, the maw in my chest knaws almost bursting out. Destruction and desolation it crys with a fervent tongue. Seed my world with hatred and turmoil, drive dispare and chaos, leave all contented—wanting. for in the bones of man and through the bloody torrents, a new dawn will arise. As that day falls so to will you rise, a son of the great maw, harbinger of despair, fielder of nightmares.

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