Eschatos
EP • 2017
on the yellow fields he calls us home under purple moons under the cracked sky I stir my death in God’s infinite silence I stir my death under unearthly weight with burning red eyes under purple moons on the yellow fields on the yellow fields of wheat he calls upon us on the yellow fields under hordes of black crows I await the glory of His art locking entry to remorse painting thick night over my heavy eyes in sleep I am locked under unearthly weight is my death even a death to you?
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
I step into the sun with face covered in blood and wine and gold I feast with the dead I burn the flames of emptiness embrace my peeling skin I am a sick man I am a spiteful man with no tomorrow in sight I am present I step into the sun with face covered in blood and wine and gold I rest with the dead I mourn thee floating face down in the river of grey and I am silent hanging rocks around my neck while walking further towards the unmoved with lips of lurid blue faceless and nonexistent and I am silent when the moon is hanging low over the sea with no shores over the nameless grave under the crystalline light hail them as they no longer live I hail them on the Night of the White Devil I travel through the days long gone I see the void above me and beyond I lift my eyes upon the ragged moon and I see my glare choking and pale from dark to blazing light from dark to blazing light and even silence speaks to me in tongues I had a dream I died I sat in the golden chariot crowned with the black moon and the golden sun with red eyed crows rushing me forward I bite my wrist one and then the other I felt the blood on my tongue I chew the skin I was born in the one I could never find and before I fell into deep blue slumber on the Night of the White Devil I could feel black water flowing through my lungs and I could feel cool black soil caress my aching skin and I drank my downfall a notorious failure from a golden chalice and I drank and I drank father the brother of sleep take me back where I belong put me back into ground father
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