A provisional fowl; dubbed a myth Now I recount my own make Of an evasive blood, on its trail No, not the Ryleans; we hunt the death when snowfalls pyre Hell our human heads Low tide in deep space; shapeless antechamber High tide in brain; shaped aberration
Our beat swiftly gets decoyed Procession of the wild boars Eminent, fierce suids Arduinne and the deathcult Contention of the lizard clade; or the so molted us Fretting over their souls Taghairm, spiritual echo; ingress to killing plane Ritual tools: shoulder blades, self-portrait of the egg-faced; all burned at the stake Foray, brighten their fears; blare of terror into their ears; an etheric decimation The still waters set in motion; dimorphic rebirth; odor of the cunt-God The wader, the flightless, and the lame Confronting in a resolute domain, in the meantime, outside this frame
Linger on, in spite of no apologia The flight that won't take you home
The scheme itself is planted throughout in here, it sways from the past then disappears Like moon morphing a reptile my body revolts Huntsmen plan to haunt their own abstract: obsolete phobe of a senseless notion
Deep into a cavern through the bones of my thought Where sentimental glyphs were drawn and incised inside One last prey; one last concrete
To penetrate the animal world Guruavis perplexed, Gryphus Imdugud, Anghandrosphinx Claws dissected; rummage recouped Planetary cavemen, leading us into an epicyclic conduit Where Sekwi nests; ruler of the birds Messianic decoy; minuscule ratite With legs ingrained in its own guts
Solvated the pogrom of thoughts The gauge of birdbone sailing the space Subsisted balafon playing the infinite chord of malaise
Tonight I told the coasting shore: "there's water far behind the seas which rips flesh It cuts through and floats from under the skies As the first time you heard the voice of a voiceless stone, you scrammed to profound caves While I couldn't speak the uttered words of the fowl that drawled inside my heed I wasn't alive neither dead; neither myself nor anybody else Didn't hunt, and weren't hunted"
Mountain micher calls the karst valleys frozen Canis has expanded Nature-lover's cannibal ecstasy Through veins of insects we set up a sailboat in form of fear
Then we drank from reappearing springs So the rainwater discharges and forms a new cave But a bestial eyeless huntsman spider looped around us and it never breathed our breath inside
Years passed since that encounter Each movement acting as a clamber Misleading us to save up some more time To drown life and pursue our polluted progression
What looms all around; what ships all the time As you'll see the springe all upon your wings What looms all around; what ships all the time As you'll see the springe all upon your wings What looms all around; what ships all the time What looms all around; what ships all the time As you'll see the springe all upon your wings
Black's every moonday; black's every noonday As we laze, we watch the expansion of the skies The gauge of boarbone sailing the space; the stimulation of its erogenous zones
Laze upon the guru's cartilage, blowing fife Laze upon the guru's cartilage Blowing fife; laze upon
Prophetic rebuke of the third cosmic realm Of the third cosmic realm
Raptor subfossil; apyromantic Wolf-thoughts in my head Segments swing formlessly Push the space rock away
Conquest screamed; conquest screamed Canon slaked; canon slaked Ostensibility Ostensibility Sonic egress Supersonic egress Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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