Entry VIII: Heartless Lyrics

I tread where the water flows in reverse: the Rising Falls, an environment of mechanical substance. The gears grinding in the caverns below operate the dark bastion above. As I stand before the great castle, a sense of staggering algidity spreads throughout my body. This acropolis is home to the darkest of creatures; it is the buttress upon which their emblem is held--a heart to signify the lack thereof.
Swarming, convulsing... compulsory projection. They sink within the earth and diffuse into shadows. Growing ever larger as the sun bears down from above, amassing and encircling, their eyes an aureate virus, descending upon those who obtrude their domain.
The door is open. A stream of darkness extrudes.
I am engulfed, succumbing to the clutches of despair.
My heart is fraught with poison--an attempt to siphon the light withheld.
However, their shadows are diminutive. They quickly suffer a fate of catharsis.
Ascension resumed: through the corridors, I enter the Grand Hall--air still, yet profuse, surrounding the flowing liquid crest upon the wall. It is beckoning... inviting me to within its dark depths.
Immersed, I stand now against a hunter of the dark. Howling, it advances and bears ever so throroughly down upon the foundation of my bones. However, it is met with dissection, only to be relinquished--to return to the realm of darkness whence it came.
This castle, once ruled by the darkness, now stands a radiant structure of light.
The path now leads me beyond, though I hear cries of a beast drawing nigh.