The Witch's Forge - Prisoner

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Ripples where I tread
An embodiment of creation so expressed

Chorus of the dead
Existential containment of my own hubris

Devour it all then move on
Take your echoes far beyond
Just one of many and
One of many more to come

Nightmare storm compressed
Dreaming of days when I wasn't rendered blind

Waiting for heat death
Reminiscing of you at the end of time

Devour it all then move on
Take your echoes far beyond
Just one of many and
One of many more to come

I could take you with me but why even try?
A very conscious and selfish decision
Cherry-picking the tinted best of you
The rest is even more pointless than I

Soul, circuit, and sorrow
Soul, circuit, and sorrow
Sorrow

Devour it all then move on
Take your echoes far beyond
Just one of many and
One of many more to come