Further Down the Nest

Lost between the razor traces Scratched confidence Found comfort in shadows black Taking darkness for granted Left open for what comes unseen: It's beautiful horror, it's wondrous seeds of doubt Gazing into the abyss with the intensity of a madman Desperately awaiting the day it looks back Lest ye forget the monsters Transgressing into a frigid soul Nothing to expect, nothing to suprise Shattering the precious illusion of potential ≠ 0 Further down the nest Further down the ID Cold, inert Cold Missed the distance, lost the trace Complete The Lord of Deceit rejoices Cold, inert Further down the nest Further down the ID Cold, inert The Lord of Deceit rejoices

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

I tak się właśnie kończy świat nie hukiem, nie skomleniem lecz szumem bełkotu ślepców zapomniałych swego upadku Oto krew świata, strumienie Ichor Strugi ciepłej sliny na pyskach Hylikos Oto istota kielicha z Mateusza Kształty bez formy, cienie bez barwy Słowa bez znaczeń, możliwości bez celu Promieniejące życie

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025