a poem about breaking the surface;D...
Slithering lustfully in bleeding grass I tasted vivid dew
I had no redeemer, I had no breath
I sat laughing by the gallows with Death
The eyes of the soulless, the will of the blind arbiter, burst when I spoke
Then I fell into the heavens, ensnared by incense and corpses holy smoke
Awoken in time to grab my succubus and love her into ashes
Arisen into a blindfold of everyday clouds, through oblivion the berserker thrashes
Floating through the surface of a moving ocean I broke the surface in a explosion of moonstreams
From my tempestous halls of wisdom a name floated through the surface of my dreams
My soul was being enthralled and I stood there watching It gnaw and gnash
Then a name broke the surface of my corporeal eyes, The Sword Chuleigh Amh'Atash
Poetry by Rex Panthera
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Written on 2007-02-26 at 18:01
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The finer fruits of madness
Alive under crimson nights' skies, on demon wings I flewSlithering lustfully in bleeding grass I tasted vivid dew
I had no redeemer, I had no breath
I sat laughing by the gallows with Death
The eyes of the soulless, the will of the blind arbiter, burst when I spoke
Then I fell into the heavens, ensnared by incense and corpses holy smoke
Awoken in time to grab my succubus and love her into ashes
Arisen into a blindfold of everyday clouds, through oblivion the berserker thrashes
Floating through the surface of a moving ocean I broke the surface in a explosion of moonstreams
From my tempestous halls of wisdom a name floated through the surface of my dreams
My soul was being enthralled and I stood there watching It gnaw and gnash
Then a name broke the surface of my corporeal eyes, The Sword Chuleigh Amh'Atash
Poetry by Rex Panthera
Read 458 times
Written on 2007-02-26 at 18:01
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