Dark sky bejeweled with starlight
Washed away in a drunken swirl
Blended gray like brain matter
And bordered by a roseate haze
Perhaps with less blood your feet are lighter
Every breeze threatens to whisk them away like plucked feathers
That deafening drumming coming from your rib cage
Is the sound of succumbing palpitations

The flood won't stop - far too deep to clot - like a crimson geyser
Veins are hot but your skin is not - it's cold like soil and clay
White moonbeams seep between the trees twinkling on your sanguine sea
Dying breaths purging from your chest carried with the autumn leaves

Bleed
No your life won't flash before your glassy eyes
You'll just live in your final moments and time slows when you're gorgonized

Give one last lament as the world begins to spin around you
What foolish whim possessed you to hold seance on the ignimbrite?
The congealed milk of hell was a portent of man's doom
Now your flesh sits in the gullet of the ape that sprung from the fumarole

It's your funeral
It makes you nauseous
And debilitating vertigo is setting in
Spilling the contents of your guts - the dregs of what strength was left within

Black earth and dropped branches that seem to serpentine
Into viscous mud you've begun sinking
Now that you've fallen into its snare your pursuer's teeth are gleaming
Can't even muster the strength to revolt against your culling

A patchwork of forest scenes as you're dragged to the slaughter
Dangling in front of an upside-down mural of familiar faces

Do you possess the gall to gaze upon the wall adorned with the hydes of your coven?
To be drained is intoxicating but that courage is ever dissipating

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