Within depth, ceaseless squirming, eager to pierce free.
They writhe, impatiently. No serenity nor peace for the ever gnashing teeth.
What bleeds on cold coal, soon to feed the blaze.
Coiling, lashing, groaning, never silent...
Wrested escape at long last, the rusting bars break.
As light fades, the dark ascends to chase the bright.
To strangle, mangle, crush and implode...
In purity of wrath are they subdued.
It's beauty only scorned by the beheld.
Lambasted by unearned virtue, stigmatized evil doth light become.
Roiling flames bellow forth, torching from the core and on...
Naught left but ash on dead winds.
Upon the northern light, gaze affixed.
Lo, light bearer, never extinguished am I.