We Pursue the Serpent of Time

I pursued the serpent Eyes blindfolded Words of wisdom sung to the deaf Dancing in ashes, drowning in tears The bloom of dissolution, like a shadow close to my skin Let me stare through your eyes into the void they created A barren wasteland where dark wind blows and the great old ones reign Slowly carrying ourselves to the grave We're sinking in the rivers bleak And in the end only ghosts will know your name Suffocating by the grace of time Starving by the hand that feeds Bury me in the soil The weight of life becomes my curse Vestiges of the past Vestiges of the fallen Woe is me In atrophy we will remain

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025