quinta-feira, 9 de maio de 2024

Schism of the night self(destroyer of the poles)

 The rusted remains of darkness
hovering above dreams at night in an ark
Teasing them about about with smoke and blades
behind windowless curtains manifesting and fading

These necromancers reading silent rites from over and underneath
summon every spiritual scorpion to participate in the feast
Have you learned to reject it all for heaven's sake
send it all back to the god damned hellscape

before your soul is squashed a car crash hound
time winds ceaselessly down
downward stirring and generating darkness
revive yourself before dawn passes

dry throat and distorted vision through
rusted remains of darkness grasp and loom
leaving the mind daylight shivers in your room
teasing the sleep out of you

Have you learned to reject it all
like a vagabond avoiding the game tracks
Of tragic survivor herds under constant attack 
darkness yielded and so did light

Get to know yourself in looseness in tight
the belonger high born in light
The imposter the pleb and pawn in dark
the smell of smokey dusk or dew drop dawn hark

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