Be'lakor

Name the aspect of oblivion
That instilled in you such dread
In the moment that was waiting
Where the causal chain had led
Describe the pure finality
Of that twisted, cold eruption
And attempt to comprehend
Unparalleled destruction
Unclench your teeth and meet your demise
Behold the fate you always desired
Standing on the brink, we see our home is lost
A sacrifice led to the slaughter
Black flickers grit the cusp
Hands clasped under falling soil
Drip down faintly by dark whispers
A torrent into madness
Blunt nails shred the life from your face
Fetid strips of decaying hope
Drift down gently
In obsidian water
Your pale arms reach for me
Beckon me closer
In silence at last
A peace we always wanted
We cease to be