Through the earth we fall
tumble in darkness, to the hall
where ancient sirens sleep
and we lay down to keep.
Immortal Darkness sends its pull
as we accept its mighty lull
thought of wonder to us flow
and we relent, for we shall know.
There amber eyes oven wide
where we are powerless to hide
proclamations burning black
turn us of longing what we lack.
And in the fire of their eyes there gleams
a serenity that falls past mortal dreams
shall we wonder again, at last
of what has come, and what will pass.
Medicinal Fried Chicken Community Member 
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