Skepticism
EP • 1997
Stream brought words And stream brought meanings Through its aether were seen all beings Beauty revealed as cruelty Core of grief as death of desire Stream flow in depth unmatched Crossed a statue with no hearing March came colder than invited Crossed a realm of two endings Stream to a sea had started turning
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025
Deep in layers unwarm drifting Lower in depths still descending On wide billows slowly floating In colder streams smoothly drifting Beauty unleashed Light wind flowing Heard silence A dance to abyss would soon follow Once another would soon swallow Darkness as the light most silent Silence as the darkest of voices From silence and anything To silence and nothing Is the path of final solitude
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025
For ages After ages Sails unfilled Doors unlocked Barriers far Guards unseen Pain Sleeplike For ages After age
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025
← Go back to Skepticism