Seeker Of Death
#nightdwellers The CATACOMB of my mind meanders through my insanity. Contained within an OSSUARY all sense of any reality.
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#nightdwellers The CATACOMB of my mind meanders through my insanity. Contained within an OSSUARY all sense of any reality.
The sea clapped, persistently lapped. At two smooth and lifeless feet. On the shore, she always lay. In an eternal sleep. Garlands hung around her head. Flowers adorning her deathbed.
Death, looming, the ominous sight,. Howling screams all through the night,. Shouting, searching, calling my name,. But I shall not play death's twisted game,. Hooded figure, pure darkness, cloaked,.
Red wine has trickled away down thirst-bitten throats while curling, blackening, corners sparkle in the fire; the rejected passions of a lover's notes, The mirror-skin of water turns to ice,...
The light shines bright on her face.
The numbness... The banging... The painful dying, the trips on a river of souls to meet old friends and death's warm glow...
Wraith or spirit,. Ghost or soul,. Call it so,. I saw it all,. Thought induction,. In my head,. Realisation,. You were dead,. Orb and shiver,. Silver shine,. Rippling quiver,. White outline,.
The bodies and blood of wounded and dead, Are my joy, my wine and my bread, We fly high by the light of the moon, A fleeting shadow not seen till your doom.
Scythe in hand,. And knife in hair,. Eyes of glass,. With icy stare,. Patchwork face,. And sewn black lips,. Needles strung,. Around the hips,. Bow hooked over shoulder blade,.
Take my hand, or reject it, your decision. Oh but dear, I'm the mortician. I'll be seeing you soon. Waltz with me under the nights full moon.
Standing in the graveyard tomb, looking down at my hearts lomb. I'll share my darkness with thee. I'll leave my musky dread to thee. Lay in my heart and linger past death.
Sleep doesn't bring dreams to me, Remembrance never dies, Nightmares never a mystery, Awake as I try, Sleep brings no strength to me, Raising from your tomb, With the darkest imagery, Only deepen my...