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Insidious darkness

Deep real fears,

Sounds of a lonely

Child’s forlorn tears,

Echoes in emmpy

Barren corridors,

Lines of empty

Numbered doors,

Choose the one

That draws you in,

Sense the demons

See the evil jinn,

See how life ends

Before it ever begins,

In mankind extinction

Crave the light,

And need to escape

From this insidious place,

We are part of one race

We have a mask

That covers our face,

Hide and seek we run and hide

Among the bodies

Of those who’ve died,

Graveyards dwell within thoughts

The hangman’s rope,

Stretches out bodies are taught

Twitching the ropes end,

Of the rope and noose

Struggling we try to break loose,

Tortured beings staggered stoopped

We run towards a safe route,

And use the power of our spiritual roots,

To break free and out of this unconscious place

Of this insidious evil nightmarish state.