Dominion III - With the Strength of Aeons


Not made of flesh and bone 
are the minions of eternity. 
but deadly as the cold vast void itself. 
as nightmares they come 
and breed in our heads. 
neither dead nor alive 
not personified but always there 
hunting our shadows, 
playing with our fears. 
unseen since the beginning of mankind, 
not personified but always there 
with the strength of aeons they ride 
and chant, the demons of your mind. 
they feed their hunger 
they feed their greed 
with fear, the demons of the deep abyss. 
beyond the small line you call sanity 
they wait eternally.

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