far on down, the road twists and turns
lightning strikes and hellfire burns
through thick smoke in that darkened place
obscuring the troubled lines of your face
amidst the fear and fading of the light
shells of the dead rise in the night
ruled by Saturn, with poison mind
the blind falling in, behind other blind
war is the way and the order of things
Mars and all those bloody gifts he brings
stumble but once, never to rise
sour wings of death cover your eyes
too great a thing, too great a foe
at the end of your hubris, hell and woe
abundance of darkness, absence of light
swallowed and chewed in eternal night
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Magus
(Kevin Trent Boswell)
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