Epitaph Of The Second Death

[Demoire]

I am here,
Or am I not.

I listened, I heard, I watched!
And have not have learned..

Why cant I define, what has defined, the defined!?

Pleading, what is whole, is what is whole,
Why I could not define..

Now forever, we are,
Is what I am...

Terror is terror,
And nothing else..

The purest of horror,
Yet nothing is fear.

I am, is what we are.
Yet nothing is here.

For horror is the nothing, and the nothing is pure!

I cry!
"But I cant I define, what defined, the defined!?"
What is whole, is what is whole, I cannot define.

Where time is not time,
Yet eternity is.

Where end meets beginning,
and likewise again..

Again.

Again.

Again.

Again.

I wail for this to stop.

Thus, likewise again..