Hollow's pact

In a lonely room, the silence stays,

Dark thoughts whisper, lost in a haze.

A shadow stirs—a twisted sight,

Baphomet steps into the light.

"Anima vestra," his voice so low,

"Give me your soul, and peace you'll know."

His hollow eyes, they pull me in,

A promise made, a deadly sin.

I took his hand, believed the lie,

But all I found was an empty sky.

Chains unseen, yet bound so tight,

Trapped between the dark and light.

My screams dissolve, my voice is gone,

I fade into the endless dawn.