Inferno In Stillness

Contact Contracted again Bloodlet old memories Dead experience Necromancer Not by chance These memories rise From dancing with dead A cult of sorrow In the cemetary Of memory city Near Radio Reality Glass and reflections In sacrificial incense Offer to the airwaves Intelevision Buried praxis Shimmering in trees While their roots drink Deep into darkContinue reading “Inferno In Stillness”

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