Sealed in the tower of unrealized dreams,
to pay penance for inhuman extremes.
Forever frozen in the state of defiled gods,
they wished to be perfect, but only became further flawed.
Striving for perfection,
further distorted by our unjustifiable corrections.
Halted progress by ascension's jailor,
enduring the sins of broken failures.
Sacrificing all to become as gods,
a status denied by impossible odds.
This was not made for us,
a tragedy to be further discussed.
To attain something out of reach, we refuse to concede,
the voices of deformed angels formed a twisted creed.
An atrocious display of human greed,
never satisfied with the blood they bleed.

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Nocturnal Lullabies (#Wattys2018 Winner)
PoetryEven within the deepest and most hideous depths of darkness, we may find a glimmer of beauty. Gothic, gloomy and macabre poetry. Featuring works inspired by phantoms, occultism, vampires, cursed maidens, tragic monsters and other haunting themes sur...