The walls constrict, a suffocating cry
Whispers claw from beyond the veil
The moon grins with a sinister gleam,
Its craters pocked like festering scars,
Rot spreading beneath the surface
Infecting the core, reaching beyond the stars

We are trespassers here, you and I
Strangers to this world, unwelcome in its light
Leave it behind, vanish, never return
But the madness clings, a frenzied dance,
Trapped in the spiral of a mind unchained,
Foaming, frantic, and lost to the dark


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