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Clarence Peabody
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Nick Green

   
INTO THE ABYSS.

A slice of moon, far, far away,
She shivers in the lake,
In sombre shadowed silence,
I wait for night to take...
The castle walls are crumbled,
The portal stands ajar...
No mortal man should gaze here
By the light of sickly stars.

Inside I hear it breathing,
I can smell it's fetid breath,
The stench of blood of innocents,
The haze of hate and death.
It sleeps the dream of decadence,
Snores the swan song of despair...
I swallow down my fear
And I steal into it's lair...

No-one bade me come here
Though this place had stole their kin,
All eyes were stone and silent
When I said I'd venture in...
Fool's cocoons spawn heroes
And vice-versa was their view
And the man who fights with monsters
Well, he weaves his cocoon too...

Though it sleeps it hears me coming,
Down passageway and tower,
Leap the servants of the monster
Twisted weirdly with it's power.
All of them my countrymen,
Once some of them my friends,
And I do not look into their eyes
As we grimly meet again...

Wave on wave, and cut like swaives
 Of corn they fall before
My vorpal blade, that scythes the shades
Until they come no more...
But all is not yet silent,
One dark great heart still beats...
Deeper in the darkness,
And urging me retreat.

Down the passage to the throne room
In majesty I stride,
I came to slay a monster,
But find it deep inside.
An ancient crown, atop a corpse
Decaying on the throne...
I gaze into the Abyss,
And I take it for my own.