Dichotomy of Exile - Withered

Cast out, flee from, the humility

Forlorn, hopeless, claw deep into earth

Bore down, descend, into hollow ground

Reach out, summon, wake the ancient dark

What do you seek in this place?

My life is stripped from me.

I seek new life

Breathe in this dark to feel new life

The void in me, it grows.

Endless despair

Embrace this cold and emptiness

The dark, consuming me.

This fate I claim.