Megalith from II by Snowchild

Time erodes the ancient stones
Silent warning lost before
Man could see the boundaries of this world

Chained to time and bound to earth
Cursed to understand with words
Purpose slipping through their feeble hands

Conscious will escape the flesh
Summoned by the will of death
This child will be the end of man

Forward thinking son of man
Seeks to judge above command
But kneels to guilty sword and wringing hands

Collective failures narrate
Mythologies to serve the state
What you know is true will turn to rust

Conscious will escape the flesh
Summoned by the will of death
This child will be the end of man

I know it calls you
It calls out to the demons loose in your mind

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