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Space Graveyard

- Space Graveyard -

In the void of space, betwixt the lights,
Of stars and planets in their turnings�
There is a place blacker than any nights.
A place of hunger and awful yearnings!
Once a temple where knowledge bore,
To a kindred ancient, secrets like fire�
But it became a husk, a haunted core.
A mockery of its� builders� true desire!
Shunned by its� makers for a millennia.
Opened by none, lest the evils within�
Be loosed once more in a bacchanalia,
Of blood and horrors, beyond any sin.

The rocks of that place are blackened,
And the skies are filled with thunders�
In remembering of what had happened.
How ancients paid for grand wonders!
But they are gone, their doom enacted.
I cannot speak of what befell them all�
But the gods in their terror, so reacted:
Abandoning those ancients to their fall.
If man ever ventures to that graveyard,
Tread carefully, lest you wake ghosts!
For beyond where the gate is barred�
They hunger, seeking fresh living hosts.

Bones of fallen gods lay there in state,
Not in tombs, but where they chose�
For eons, to slumber and to thus wait!
Their sleep, led them to a final repose.
Machines dormant since time�s dawn,
Still hum with the energy that dies not.
They played their parts, like a pawn�
Growing cold with an unborn thought.
How fallen is that domain, from glory!
Pray man finds it not, whilst seeking�
Lest humanity learns the horrid story,
Of what causes the ghosts� weeping.