Petrograph

I bathe in this grey World of deceit And the branches of unknowing Passing of the light Contemplates the dead Besuited he gazed Inspired by disease Draining the veins From the life Of the inner darkness Squeezing the air From the throat Of the petrograph Blackened mournerns weep Across the rain filled streets Wash away the guilt Dress the dead in silk Death is all that I have in this life And when they cry, they cry for the light With this knife I trust you Take my blood, play with my dreams Death is all that I have in this life And now follow me to the other side Dress the dread in silk And now follow me to the other side And now follow me to the other side Follow me to the other side

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025