Distilled In Observance

The void appears in shapes As strenuous, lingering ophidians Transfixing echoes of passing, phasing terror As callous, formulated beings Rudiments of primal bodies An overarching dearth of faith and bravery Sustained moral exposition Pitch-black and buried within Our Gods shift from beckoning sirens Into blunt and mute, pastoral brutes Distilled in observance The clamour duplicates As blueprints of a torn fabric Lacerating din of vacuity's holler Expanding beyond our acumen Stifling our souls' fire An impermeable wall of eternal silence Distilled in observance