Whispers from the Abyss

In corridors of ebony where silence reigns, Secrets of the cosmos, in iron engraved. Each line a mystery, each word a revelation, Written on shadowed leaves, pages of the unknown. In the palace of anguish where gods lie dreaming, Echoes of whispers in metallic chords, redeeming. The ruby-eyed raven glides through veils of truth, Each wing a portent, each cry a fate laid bare. In the labyrinth of mist where time fades away, The dance of shadows reveals what the future betrays. A black sun rises over ruins of the past, Each ray a prophecy, each glow a destiny cast. Within ivory walls where deities softly whisper, Guardians of the cosmos weave veils of mystery thicker. Echoes of titans in the abyssal deep resound, Each step an enigma, each fall a climb profound. Under the eternal night's mantle where the sky shatters, Prophetic whispers etched in ash, silence scatters. Lost souls dance in the flame of the condemned, Each fire a warning, each shadow a portal to transcend.