Compendium

I'm born upon the cusp of revelation.
 A consciousness awakened by the dawn.
 A primitive undying fascination.
 Moved the hand that carved into the stone.
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 Faces change, thought returns to dust.
 Ashen countenance, holy rust.
 I am compendium.
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 Trapped inside the cultish hall of mirrors.
 Taught to worship self-destructing flaws.
 Running now, the ravens getting nearer.
 Fighting off the gnashing of the claws.
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 This is the weight of heartbreak.
 This is the weight of life.
 A thunder at the temple.
 Silencing endless strife.
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 Faces change, thought returns to dust.
 Ashen countenance, holy rust.
 I am compendium.