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Abyss

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• 1. Abyss (04:23)
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  I’m lost inside a bottomless void,
  The walls whisper words I can’t avoid.
  A shattered reflection, lifeless eyes,
  Fear consumes me; I’m paralyzed.
  
  Shadows crawl, they claw my skin,
  Ghosts of the past, false echoes within.
  Every breath tears out a scream,
  I am my own night, my own dark dream.
  
  I am the abyss, I am the flame,
  Cold ashes beneath a hollow frame.
  I destroy it all; I’ve lost my faith,
  And in the void, I fear my face.
  
  Invisible chains grip my mind,
  Each heartbeat feels like the end of time.
  I dance with demons in silent despair,
  A requiem for what’s no longer there.
  
  Black tears flow from my broken soul,
  A poison slow, a fire cold.
  I see the monster within my veins,
  It bears my name, it holds my pain.
  
  I am the abyss, I am the flame,
  Cold ashes beneath a hollow frame.
  I destroy it all; I’ve lost my faith,
  And in the void, I fear my face.
  
  A frozen breath, a final step,
  Into the hell that I’ve quietly kept.
  I am my fear, my final fall,
  The shadows that claim it all.
• 2. Mirror of Folly (08:18)
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  Before the mirror, the cracks run deep,
  A broken world that begins to weep.
  The earth’s voice fades, a dying hum,
  While blind hearts march to the beat of the drum.
  
  Certainty breeds walls of stone,
  While greedy hands strip flesh to bone.
  In hollow laughter, sharp and vile,
  Pride grins cold with a devil’s smile.
  
  The ghosts of the past scream through the haze,
  But we rewrite ruin to fit our ways.
  The hands that craft can twist and maim,
  Truth burns black beneath the shame.
  
  Silence chokes, a complicit sin,
  The quiet rot that grows within.
  And yet in the abyss, a dim, grim glow,
  A fleeting glimpse of what we’ll never know.
  
  Oh, mirror of folly,
  Show us our decay.
  Dreams once bright, now shadow-play,
  Ruined by the fool’s cruel sway.
  And in the dark, no hope persists,
  Only the void where light is missed.
  
  Failure’s weight drags down the soul,
  Ashes smother the fragile coal.
  Man stumbles, bound by chains of lies,
  Hands reach out but only grasp the skies.
  
  Oh, mirror of folly,
  Reflect our endless fall.
  Dreams now poisoned, futures black,
  Buried deep, no turning back.
  In the dark, the abyss persists,
  Swallowing all that once exists.
  
  The mirror glints, a sinister stare,
  A grim reminder that we don’t care.
  Folly’s crown rests on our brow,
  And the world falls silent—forever now.
• 3. Interlude (instrumental) (01:05)
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• 4. Reign of Ashes (08:47)
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  He walked, king of illusions,
  His steps carved in destruction,
  A world kneeling beneath his gaze,
  But every victory carried the haze.
  He sculpted thrones in the flesh,
  Trampled dreams like dust, fresh,
  Blinded by his own light,
  He made himself a god of fleeting night.
  
  He defied the sea and the stars,
  Brandishing his hatred like scars,
  But every scream he thought he could tame,
  Awoke the night in his own name.
  Red rivers wash his hands of sin,
  Dead forests scream of where he’s been,
  The world he sought to control,
  Chains him to an eternity of his own toll.
  
  Look at the king at the edge of the abyss,
  His hands empty, his heart in darkness,
  The earth trembles, the heavens fall,
  Arrogance devours all that it calls.
  Under the weight of his broken empire,
  He is but a specter, lost in fire,
  Reign of ashes, kingdom of shadows,
  
  He defied the sea and the stars,
  Brandishing his hatred like scars,
  But every scream he thought he could tame,
  Awoke the night in his own name.
  Red rivers wash his hands of sin,
  Dead forests scream of where he’s been,
  The world he sought to control,
  Chains him to an eternity of his own toll.
  
  There is no glorious end,
  Only silent ruins to rend,
  The gods fall mute, the stars flee,
  And man loses himself in his own misery.
  
  Look at the king dissolve into dust,
  His breath drowned in a bitter gust,
  Thrones fall, chains remain,
  And humanity returns to its pain.
  Reign of ashes, his final breath,
  A slow fall into a suffering death,
  Arrogance left only a desert's mark,
  And the empty echo of a world in the dark.
  
  He stood tall, master of flames,
  But pride burns right through the veins,
  A world lost beneath his stare,
  A monster alone in his own despair.
  
  
  Man fades into his own hollow.
• 5. Black Ink of Humanity (07:08)
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  It slowly drips through cracks in time,
  A poison black, a fate designed.
  The lost ones cry beneath the dust,
  Their names erased, their voices hushed.
  The pages burn beneath my hands,
  The words dissolve like shifting sand.
  A hollow voice, a shattered plea,
  A world that sinks eternally.
  
  Black ink of humanity,
  Marks the end of history.
  We carve our sins in stone and fire,
  We sign in blood, we drown in ire.
  A world decays beneath our feet,
  Yet still, we bow, accept defeat.
  No lessons learned, no gods remain,
  We light the match and watch the flame.
  
  The walls collapse beneath the weight,
  Of all the lies we cultivate.
  We build up kingdoms made of dust,
  Devoured by the flames of trust.
  The ashes fall like dying dreams,
  Their echoes lost in hollow screams.
  No way to run, no way to hide,
  Just empty chains that hold us tight.
  
  Black ink of humanity,
  Marks the end of history.
  We carve our sins in stone and fire,
  We sign in blood, we drown in ire.
  The stars collapse, the skies turn grey,
  The echoes fade but sins will stay.
  Another page, another crime,
  The ink still flows, time after time.
  
  The pages tear, the world decays,
  Yet still, the debt remains unpaid.
  We walk through flames, our vision blind,
  Scars we leave for those behind.
  
  A thousand hands have drawn this curse,
  Each line a wound, each word gets worse.
  We drown in verses left unread,
  Chained to the ghosts inside our heads.
  Footsteps echo in the dust,
  All we built has turned to rust.
  
  A final page, the ink runs dry,
  Yet no one stops to question why.
  
  Black ink of humanity,
  Marks the end of you and me.
  We write in blood, we burn in shame,
  Another spark, another flame.
  The cycle turns, the fire spreads,
  We walk among the living dead.
  The echoes call, but none will see,
  A world erased eternally.
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