The Edge of Oblivion

The unescapable enemy so long evaded Twilight draws near, the long consuming night Long corridors tracing deep into the earth And what awaits there, terror grips my mind The cold stones under my feet chill me to the bone I can hear the whispers of aberrations unseen Here there are no weapons for me as I press on Pushing forward as if compelled I reach the antechamber down in the depths And sitting high on a throne the dark one is waiting His voice like ice turned sound, his words cut deep He says I already know what I have come here to learn You arrive here under false pretenses and weakness Your efforts in vain, you’ve already spent your time The last few years for you was only a few seconds You near the final end and you didn’t even know And his words ran true within my ears The false façade dissolving as I succumb to death