Visions of Death Before Me

Embracing the Ethereal: Visions of Transcendence in Vassus' Melody
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It comes for me, upon great broken wings

Approaching towards me with significant damaged wings

of feather and bone

Made of both feathers and bone

Outstretching its hand unto me, ready to take me alone

Extending its hand towards me, prepared to take me away by myself


The mind races as the last drops of blood are leaving my form

My thoughts are frantic as my life force is departing from my body

The Sounds of battle no longer pierce the impending silence

The noises of conflict cease, replaced by an impending quietness

Shadowy forms of both brothers and foes dancing above me

Shadows of both allies and enemies moving above me

Though a radiant light cleaves its way through the darkness

Despite darkness, a bright light is cutting through

Luminous bone, slender but strong, spanning the distance between us

A luminous, slender but sturdy bone connecting us

In its grasp, an edge of bright steel, sharp as glare the precedes it.

Within its grip, a sharp, brilliantly shining steel

This skeletal death, the embodiment of ending, now it comes for me

This skeletal representation of death, the embodiment of conclusion, is now approaching me

Take me away, to deaths everlasting company

Take me to an eternal companionship with death


Im so very cold

I feel extremely cold

I can no longer speak

I've lost the ability to communicate

Death looms above me

Death is looming over me

Take me to my sleep

Lead me into my eternal slumber


I see it before me now, in all of its splendour.

I perceive it directly in front of me, in all its magnificence

This grand vision of death, come to take me in its arms

This majestic representation of death, arriving to embrace me

I try to move, but its all in vain as my form is no longer

My attempts to move are futile as my physical form diminishes

All other feeling has drained from me, yet i still feel its touch

All sensations have left me, yet I still sense its touch


It comes for me, upon great broken wings

Approaching towards me with significant damaged wings

of feather and bone

Made of both feathers and bone

Outstretching its hand unto me, ready to take me alone

Extending its hand towards me, prepared to take me away by myself

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