(The Parlour) Noise

Can't you hear it?

the ticking, the flowing 

The insufferable calamity 

that is this blasted noise.

Ticking time

Flowing fate

The Screaming, hollow screams of life

clawing into my mind

Can't you hear it?

Snapping fates

and dying Dreams

The Cursed smell of Decay 

is ever present on the air.

How can you ignore all of this noise

pounding hearts and creaking bones

like the foundations of the Earth

Screaming nightmares in your head

sing in my ears

like the ringing of bells 

in commemoration of the dead.

Oh Blast this noise!

and its demands!

I don't want to hear another soul again

Ever Again.