The Dungeon
The dripping melody,
Of waters underground,
Engulfs in silence secretly,
Any wandering sound.
The darkness grands vitality,
To monsters of the mind,
In sinister chanting,
Summoning their kind,
To bind my soul forever here,
In madness left behind.
The enclosing portal,
Of unseen shifting walls,
Traps in darkenend loneliness,
My soul in empty halls.
Of waters underground,
Engulfs in silence secretly,
Any wandering sound.
The darkness grands vitality,
To monsters of the mind,
In sinister chanting,
Summoning their kind,
To bind my soul forever here,
In madness left behind.
The enclosing portal,
Of unseen shifting walls,
Traps in darkenend loneliness,
My soul in empty halls.
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| Auteur: Fabian Schurgers | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 18 maart 2001 | ||
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