In Ashen Fog
Crashing embers, Molten rock
they fill our sky with glee
steal the light which light our way
unmade paths lead lost astray
this fog i see, unfamiliar as the nights true intent
stalking with gentle steps the shadows lurk
they know not form nor feature
unrested from darkness lingering in obscurity
this dark is sick
it steals breath from beauty and soul
this burning white
twisted snow
coats the ground in treacherous embrace
the eyes shine shine from light in memory
gasping into the space with overtaking, dreadful morn
to consume a terrible fate
to be consumed with the world
here
this sick hot dark
choke and weep
when the petrified are brought to a shadow's life
we will share in anguish
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Posted May 14, 2022, 7:16 PM UTC
This seems like a description what one might expect in Hell.
I feel like there might be an intended allegory, however, that I'm not picking up.
For example, these lines suggest there are circumstances not explicitly stated:
"unmade paths lead lost astray"
"the eyes shine shine from light in memory
gasping into the space with overtaking, dreadful morn
to consume a terrible fate
to be consumed with the world"
Perhaps it's an expression of one's feelings about the state of things here and now.
Regardless, the imagery is strong.
I'm digging it.
when writing this, I had Pompe in mind, so it kind of is hell for those people
Ahhhhhh, okay.
Thanks for clarifying!
I just looked it up and it does, indeed, sound like Pompe could be seen that way.