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There, in the nether
In the lower levels,
Where rays of the Sun won't reach
Light shattered into pieces
While sinking into depths
The seas so lifeless, yet something is
Still alive beneath everything

The figures of mortal staring
Dormant silhouettes of shared fate
Deranged nature of these souls
Wander in this darkness where you sink
No matter where you go

Cold place to be stuck in, hibernating the consciousness
Feeling related to these dormant souls
Friends with no words to speak, no emotion to reveal
Only bearing tongue of a serpent and a halo of an angel

Singing their hymns of nether prophets
Blessing you with their curtains of denial
Curtains of reasons not to rise
Not to rise from this dormant conscience