Ever have they flown for those left fallen to ruin
Cascading ebony waters that never seem to stagnate
Such fruitless and hollow exercise
Shedding those rivers dire
Vain lachrymal streams eternally proliferate
And cometh the tide, fresh liquid prize of mourning
Whilst comforts erode under putrefied skin
Dead verses metastasize from mouths foul with rot
As the eldritch litanies of corruption set in
Shards of life-force shattered, adorn my regalia scorned
Upon obsidian tears I gorge, incessantly high on macabre
Bequeath your wails to emptiness under my beguiling charms
Venture beyond the ultimate absence
And invite finality with open arms
All kingdoms but mine are rendered worthless here
Where the shroud lays claim to every crown
My reign begins where all others end
And void springs to life, palled under my gown
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