Abyss Of Cataclysm

Clawing at charred walls my hands move through
Passages of time slower still I feel this pain
Culminating from within this abyss
Trampled by the infinitely lost souls
Wandering in the endlessly finite chambers
Innumerable paths but all are one sense

Ravenous, darkness
Blindingly starved

Consuming the ashen smoke of the fragmented damned

Devoured as sentient particles
Collapsed sensory perception
Becoming one with the walls
Clawed through by ethereal hands