dream of aesthetic

..

'neath the roads,
and mountains and plains.
a vast of treacherous flames,was undulating
while casting through the shore.

therein hive colossal wonders,
noxious kind of scene,.
foundations made of embers,
with the waves of impetuous wind.

as i dawdled forward his door,
there was a prodigious shadow.,
three heads in a row.,
with a silhouette as of a dog.,
grinding meet while breathing fire.,
untouchable, invulnerable, and relentless..
leaving echoes through the shore...

then i saw the firelines of the saunterer,
sitting in his throne made of misconstrued souls.,
stretching his hands to manage the dead..
casting red flames with misanthropic bliss.,

his cave was full of repentance,
dread and dire.
i witnessed the requiem for the dead.,
the souls of those who commit suicide
were punished to another death.,
a very painful death.,
and again and again and again.,
..

as the cereberus cast his paws towards me,
an apathetic scream was heard from a dream.,
and there is nothing between me and hell.,
i pondered wearily and approach to the sunset
wherein i found my new life and i tried to forget about the dream..,