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Click hereFigure out an exit in this tortured maze
Turn from heart and run to hell
Each blinded dead end leaves a daze
Searching for another way to quell
Our shattered mind
We cannot find
But in another hall another turn
We see that we have yet to move
We know not that we are the wyrm
And see our mountain as a groove
We feel our loss
Our nails in a cross
Where will we hear our name
When it is pressed upon the stone
Where will we see the aroma
Of the black light its shown
If we cannot see
We cannot be
A step before the sprint
A cough before the choke
We spark against the flint
Spark the fires we stoke
Our own burnt heart
Is where we must start
Seeking a light in the labyrinth
A torch to dispel the light
The ninth after the tenth
Seek an insanity to be right
A forgotten fall
To teach a call
That cries out
We are coming
Home
interesting, this may refer to the curse of the ninth. liked this one.