a forest-fed fog swept through the graveyard like an impenetrable void, obscuring all dimensions it was not the density that astounded me but what lurked inside
what quickened my pace I cannot deny: a feeling I have not know of fear a frightening horror that appeared to be only mine as the darkness was drawing near
hark! whispers of the dark unseen mystagogue ever haunting me from the shadows in fog
a deafening silence approached from beyond the trees as I felt the ground pulling at my feet in this moment I saw them at the treeline as oak roots dragged me down
dark spectres of the void beckoned unto me to leave this world behind beyond the shadows in fog
helpless on an altar of earth I layed a circle of death surrounded me i trembled with every breath every breath that may have been my last. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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