Decrepit ruins, an ancient fane in disarray Rivers of cadaverine snake below obsidian palisades Bathed in an ill moonlight, igneous spires breaching the louring sky Resident to dark terrors both malevolent and unseen Haunted through the heart of darkness By horrors unknown A nightmare that never subsides Wading through wastelands of bone. Sojourn in galleries of anguish searching for wisdom's elusive pearl Lost in a lonesome city, witness the last gasp of a dying world Statues lie broken, shattered in conflicts fought long ago Roots reaching into black trenches Reclaiming the earth from the stone The rancour in it's construction outlived it's architects Labyrinthine and monolithic, hallowed hall of the dead City of shades, a pale reflection of it's past glory Where the dead ever roam in the crumbling halls Now entombed by their greed delving far too deep Down where fiends never sleep and the light can't reach Twisted creatures rend and flay, draped in skins in their sick masquerade Flesh stripped victims to discard, butchered for amusement in this cursed abattoir Dank baneful chasms, caliginous and bare Where hope is exiguous, all are prone to despair Where the ill-fated wander in the land of the Pod Ever crawling in circles beaten back by a dense freezing fog.