Something comes, something that you should never have known calls,
summoned by a vastness that kills certainty without
the boulders of blood open their gates,
for it is here that the universe fears to believe,
the gateway to the infinite
the eternal swarms that darken darkness beckon with their flawless misshapen menace,
a knowledge that is so certain it
has been locked away, here it dwells,
draped in the void, the very flesh of darkness,
where the unholiest caress their
the resting place of all that is damned.
For here you are unwelcome,
un-alive and incarcerated in the place where the
mudered stones bleed
onto the tongue of damnation.