HeriticCinnamon Green laced tea Swells, the drowning chaos Down the hall; banter passes Over. I bow in sacred noise, Prostrate before Evil Angels.Heritic
Dim off-yellow glimmer Sets a shroud of visibility. Thick candle-curtain, Over imprisoned purgatory pieces, Bound immobile between heaven, and Unknown hell awaits. The living Pass omnipotent through projected walls.
Brash biting bright Fluorescent bouncing glass bulbs, Hover in the hall above hurried hearts. Sailing by swooping past Soul shrines san steeple, Altars unaltered by priest
Lost MemoryOne day, And they hardly said anything of your absence. I think the assumption was that you were sick, Or something like that.Lost Memory
As I wrote this I started to wonder About all the dreams of the future That I fill my life with
One week, And people are starting to wonder where you are. We say that you’re just having troubles, With your family.
Thank you very much for the Watch
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