“In depths of the deceased man’s dream,
Dare to feel this Nothing which fills ye all?”
Light!… cannot you follow these steps I take,
Sense these, the dreams I dwell in?
The sounds you hear, moaning beats of crying heart,
Far from here… this I call my body…
Where they put me…
I lay frozen beneath the time present
And short glaze of light tends to scratch my Name from the stone…
Old memory, old wound…
And silence awaits, but none has come, none will ever Read more…
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rocktones
I shall have written to you of the black,
Ere chants of pain with cries of woe are twined
Foreboding I’ll in sullen bitterness,
In Death’s dour hand will I have written then
How words may smite when thoughts all bite amain,
The sore body made more akin to corpse
With loathsome stench amidst unlatched decay
A prayer austere will I have woven then
What long has lacked the strength of voice now rears,
In spelling out makes secret poison stir
A deathly strain, in coarse Read more…
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rocktones
My (non)body’s drowning down
With rotting snakes wrapped around my neck
Down to the parallel world to purify itself in your filth
Lay your hands deep down in dirt
Embrace thy great Earhtfall in all it’s glory
For obedience to thy saviors’ path is now wrecked in contrast
Carry solemn death’s torch and deny yourself as a great thought!
Praise the Oldest of all Crowns, shining bright and high again!
Flaming circles are inflicting the view, behold not, but receive…
Coming silent like a cancer Read more…
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kozeljnik,
rocktones
“In depths of the deceased man’s dream,
Dare to feel this Nothing which fills ye all?”
Light!… cannot you follow these steps I take,
Sense these, the dreams I dwell in?
The sounds you hear, moaning beats of crying heart,
Far from here… this I call my body…
Where they put me…
I lay frozen beneath the time present
And short glaze of light tends to scratch my Name from the stone…
Old memory, old wound…
And silence awaits, but none has come, none will ever Read more…
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kozeljnik,
rocktones
Hold on. drop. I won’t go.
Symbolic tendencies exist predictable this declaration
Is my fist I will not fear demise
I cannot be demise blot out and obliterate
Hold on.
Erase and exterminate hold on
I forgot annihilation. hold on. I am now. determination.
Hold on. or drop. there’s nothing left.
Wandering eyes will roam. it’s all the same falling farther home.
Hold on. don’t forget me
Death’s eyes forming my time so alone
This is what death sounds like
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kozeljnik
Hold on. drop. I won’t go.
Symbolic tendencies exist predictable this declaration
Is my fist I will not fear demise
I cannot be demise blot out and obliterate
Hold on.
Erase and exterminate hold on
I forgot annihilation. hold on. I am now. determination.
Hold on. or drop. there’s nothing left.
Wandering eyes will roam. it’s all the same falling farther home.
Hold on. don’t forget me
Death’s eyes forming my time so alone
This is what death sounds like
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kozeljnik
