NIGHTERRORS II silence speaks volumes

Shattered, A city skyline weeps within Tendrils of the deep A broken world, time's cruel grin. The compass needle spins insane Lost in a dreamscape's refrain Echoes of what was Whispers in the silent mist. The sky bleeds into the labyrinth A canvas of lives lived out fast Words etched in stone that haunts forevermore. What Jagged maw, extends into eternity titan broken, spilling gears of city, drowned. Pieces and parts of a mortal tear twist in the hollow of time a nest of nightmares absent of rhyme. A single, eye stares from the depths reflecting a desolate shore, a skeletal horizon. A monument to forgotten industry in the machinery of despair. Dreamscapes bleed., Tentacled secrets unfurl. Time is bent and broken Points on a compass unseen. Is this rhythm or requiem? An abyss stares back, unblinking. We are both creators and destroyers, Of oblivion. Listen closely. The silence unspoken.