Center Labyrinth from Prone Burial by Void Dancer

These muted walls will never reply.
I am an echo imprisoned inside.
These winding halls continue.
I’ve lost all track of time.
Always shocked, never surprised.
The true never last long, the rest never die.
Enjoying isolation, immaculate design.
We spin off kilter in the crooked labyrinth.
I denounce every father who has led me here.
A god sized hole gaping with knowledge of heretic lore.
A god sized hole consuming without and within.
There is nothing left to squander, just a broken moral compass and my final years to wander.
As I enter through maternal gates, I agree to eternity inside.
The glowing center of the maze holds something,
nothing I care to find.
Entranced by the chalice of the center labyrinth.
On high to the heavens to drink what’s left of it.
I denounce every father who has led me here.
A god sized hole empty and thriving with heretic lore.
A god sized hole consuming within.

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