Job for a Cowboy
Single • 2014
Sun of Nihility, I shamefully disturb you My relentless knocking is constantly ignored I can narrowly overhear your serene breathing anymore Have you grown weary of spinning measureless circles across the sky? Are you drained of feeding and decalcifying my awakening third eye A resting place to connect with the Earth's depths I lay designating my dreams as masters under composed breath Enraptured by the sphere of damnation
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 09, 2025
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