Our Gracious Captors
As day bleeds into night The abject horologe Hands upon the cooling glass Born of a lost cause From the never-ending Mirrormaze confined Every downward step Reveals a grand design Our gracious captors Adverse benefactors Histories of failed escapes Traced in every fracture At every turn Another useless Map to be burned Our gracious captors Adverse benefactors A storm of shards The mirror shatters Lost inside a twisted game In service of our masters Architects of pain Hour by hour Inimical force We feel the sting But know not the source There is no escape Nowhere to hide A cruel simulation of being alive There is no escape Nowhere to hide Reliving the cycle night after night And now we stand And count the cost Pawns in a game, forever lost
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026