Falling, slipping into the ink.
Fingers gripping...top of the wall.
Feet floorless into the black.
Three more... that's all.
Darkness calling, teasing me down.
Can't just easily fall.
Tastes so sweet... promising love.
Hold me, never let me go.
Rotting flesh, falling bricks,
Skulls and Walls broken to dust.
Electric spines freed from their binds.
Poisons... far and above.
The Black Knight calls me
Into the Darkness. I am him.
I go.
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