Those that stray Dissolve into the churning boil I see them fester and wither, disintegrate Fully undone, drawn into the chasm And dragged through the expanse We endure it all A perfect silence, undisturbed and lifeless The nameless dread To echo the chime is to acquiesce We knell with weary tongues Amidst this susurrus We adorn the void Engulfed in the absolute Aimless stasis, a static nothing Immersed in the splendor of it all Though it matters not The echoes, violent and deafening Though it matters not It matters not ♪ The alluvial maw cracks open Splayed to deplete Drift through all that should not be