nedjelja, 3. veljače 2019.

A hellhound's howl marks her presence

A hellhound's howl in the distance
Mark her presence.
An unholy servant
Bows to his unholy master

A pleasant mortuary view
On her
On lies and deception

Look, believer, at the lie you believe in
A lie that resurrects you
And then kills you
Over and over again

Oh when will you learn?

Nothing you are
Nothing you will become
As you return to the dark bringer of light
Your only salvation

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