Damp fortress of amber Deceptive delicacy Footfall dares disturb Uncouth ignorance Of doom concealed nether Laid beneath the shrooms Cackle claws unclothe Fangs poised to sap Diaphanes grow fat Unimaginable hunger Unfathomable appetite Of the in-between world Exquisite in execution Innocent and engorged Feeding is their habitude No guilt from drained blood
How can you not wonder The universe under each footfall The elusive traces of the fallen Now inhabiting the middle
Do you hear their faint song When wondering in the woods If your ear was more attentive You'd surely heed their warning
Lift to be pulled down Far, far too late now To take back the trespass Into their hidden biosphere Lump caught in the throat Cacophony in the stomach From the morbid realization They have been disturbed They are pleased by no words No man can placate them now Heavenly creatures gone afoul Death is smaller than you'd expect When the woodlands you neglect Tinniest seed you disrespect No time left to accept regret Resonating anguished howl
The weary traveler was searching Furiously bent on spectral revenge After he noticed the changes In his most beloved spawn Yet he joins the scrolled list Of this folk's many prey Without remorse they slay Feeding, work of their day
Before death a window Into a dark panorama Their ways are strange Unfamiliar to man's
Gawking in the last moments At the banquet preparations Horror to be the glad meal Of manifold ethereal beings
Bones left to uncaring forest Not a slab of meat left They surely ate their fill As many a mundane grow illTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
