Crimson Collapse - The Underdark

Описание: Whispers crawl beneath my skin,
Like serpents birthed from doubt within,
A thousand eyes in the hollow stare,
Every breath tastes like despair.

The ceiling caves where stars should be,
No light, no god, no clarity.
It hums my name in tongues unknown,
“Come home,” it says, “you’re not alone…”

It wraps its arms around my mind,
A comfort cruel, a love unkind,
And in that hush, I feel it mark
Its claim upon my fragile heart.

In the hands of the Underdark,
I’m sinking slow, I’m split apart.
It kisses me with static grace,
And carves its name across my face.
There’s beauty here, in loss of spark,
I found my god in the Underdark.

Echoes of who I used to be,
Drip down the walls and cover me.
A shadow’s hymn, a siren’s call,
“You were nothing after all.”

I reach for hope, but it recoils,
It turns to ash, to thought, to soil.
And in that pit, I see its grin
My fear wears my own broken skin.

It whispers truths I can’t ignore,
That life’s a wound we all adore,
And every dream we try to chase,
Just leads us back to its embrace.

In the hands of the Underdark,
I’m sinking slow, I’m split apart.
It kisses me with static grace,
And carves its name across my face.
There’s beauty here, in loss of spark,
I found my god in the Underdark.

Let it take me, let it drown,
Pull me through the hollow ground.
If peace is gone, then let it die,
I’ll wear my dread like a crown of eyes.

I am the silence when prayers fade,
The cradle where your ghosts are made.
I am the thought you can’t unsee,
The end you beg, that sets you free.

In the hands of the Underdark,
I’m not afraid I’ve played my part.
It breathes in me, it leaves its mark,
I am the dread, I am the dark.