It is near

It is lurking in my dreams Something shall not be described A large mass of dark tendrils Spurring a feeble murders mind I swear I tried to stop But the thirst Is uncontrollable I was reluctant To admit That I just Want what it wants to It comes out of me every night From my vowels tearing me apart Recessing me in the dark And drilling holes in my mind It uses my body to allure its preys Taking a form of men In the solitude of room and bed It feeds from them Every time I'm displaced From this body I get plunged Into another dimension Of silence and endless void The thicket of air is so dense That I cannot sight any figure So I can only perceive the echoes Of the revering creatures I can hear them shrieking so They must be immense Entities of planetary dimensions Swallowing the light As they were blackholes Every time I'm displaced From this body I get plunged Into another dimension Of silence and endless void In the hands of The Eternals We are scattered in this void There is nothing we are dust And existence lost its worth My notion of time has been dispelled Diluted with my whole world Everything that I knew has been swallowed By its entrails