Moss
EP • 2009
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Inside my mind are voids that I can find through space and time we'll reach away from life The flame it burns my soul through the eyes of god the flame burns cold arise from the soil Crypts they break collapse the earth's intake dead arise rotting with stoned eyes The knife in the flames of gold the truth that is not (Nothing is true, everything is permitted - Hassan-i Sabbah) the flame burns cold arise from the soil Visita Interiora Terrae
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
The serpent entwines as one into the circle swallowing eternal continue the cycle, future bleeding past serpent's tongue melt into one serpent's tongue We enter the circle where the stars will speak my name time is an angle, what will be will what became the serpent never sated, future bleeding past in the circle I cast, to those that will not and never be The serpent revolves Ouroboros unbirthing break your womb, entwining and swallowing endlessly crawling through, continuing the circle, my future bleeding past melt into one, return to what we become serpent's tongue I scrape crawl, unbreak the death of the self return to the end of what will be, endlessly
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Men women and children cry and scream in pain Wounded by bomb splinters Streets littered with maimed and slaughtered In rigid pathetic heaps Men women and children cry and scream in pain Wounded by bomb splinters Streets littered with maimed and slaughtered In rigid pathetic heaps
Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 16, 2025
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