Dusk ties its sector down to the root of echelon

The dogs sit and wait

This transparent form of vividness separates the mountains and dement

Uprooted

The spies from hell are perceptible

Their spine removed

They horn for the poison originator

Emerged

The inclination of man begins

The four figures of luminescence betrothalment lead to the corruption of my father's son

Demented and forgotten

The tower of our sanity crumbles

Through the fear and demolition

The free will of minions is returned

The blind ones

Counting heartbeats to compose a target and location

The blind eyeless form of hate March their ways from the pits of venom to the surface

Procreate

Sightless and forgotten

The fellowship of hate

Imperceptive to impetuous

Enslavement for the weaker breed

Lair of the blind ones transfigure from hell like and inconceivable to a spoiler for revelation's catastrophic scale

Hope is fiction