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'''Title: Hymn of Entropy'''

'''Author: Bal-Anon Dak'''
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I am the thorn in the 
foot, I am the blur in 
the sight.

I am the worm at the 
root, I am the thief in 
the night.

I am the rat in the wall, 
the leper that leers at 
the gate.

I am the ghost in the 
hall, herald of horror and 
hate.

I am the rust on the 
corn, I am the smut on 
the wheat.

Laughing man's labor to 
scorn, weaving a web for 
his feet.

I am canker and mildew 
and blight, danger and 
death and decay.

The rot of the rain by 
night, the blast of the 
sun by day.

I warp and wither with 
drought, I work in the 
swamp's foul yeast.

I bring the black plague 
from the south and 
leprosy in from the east.

I am the shrill cold spirit 
that chills the darkness 
you feel after dark.

I am the chaos that 
tears stars apart.

You cannot escape me.

You cannot defeat me.

You can only embrace me.

[[Category:Dark Lore]]