Hexvessel
Single • 2024
Destinations Lost souls can find A sacred place Where shadows dive A different kind Of northern light The dark we drink Sips from us I’m just a mirror of what I used to be Lost in reflections Circles that increase A stones throw Through an acre of land Stare through us And we’ll stare back Beneath reeds Lies our watery bed The living spirit of death I’m just a mirror of what I used to be Lost in reflections Circles that increase Under the lake There is another lake A sun that died but has no end Under the lake We go by ancient names Under the lake There is another lake
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 23, 2026
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