Circle of Ouroborus / Roman Cross
Memory of the autumn sphere Memory of the cheerful trips Memory of the face of love Of the warm fingertips Memory of the darkened noon Memory of the darkened woods Memory of the words of love Of the warnings, of the care Memory of the gown of night Memory of the solid dark Memory of the fear of love Of the rotten bark Memory of the gap of death Memory of the spiritual fall Memory of the shape of love Of the never ending fall
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
Man is like a crow on the grave Without movement or sound The silence required by the tomb Peace created by the void The eyes reflect from the walls Sharp and full of despair The corners of a mouth Hanging down like black hair This man doesn't ask for a dance His power is in silence All energy aimed at the soul A wicked soul! Stained by the fears of this world Transformed into a great lion Fangs hunger for relief Blood and chaos The key is in silence Without silence the beast is free Shelters crushed in the wind A wind of knives and grief Return to your shell Return to your hell You are like a crow On the grave
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
I wake up at the night by whispers The blue winter is full of fear But it calls me with its kisses Its charm impervious Moonlight is invisible Only stars reflect light But it's darkness that leads me Through crippled trees Darkness leads me to death And I follow darkness Over the frozen lake, the great mirror Which spreads this light around Across the wolves and their howl Through the souls and their screams Through the nail-filled air Into dark caves Over the dead mounds To the realm of death Darkness leads me to death And I follow darkness
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
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