NEW INTEGRITY. THIRD POST. DESERVES IT.

"VVALPURGISNACHT"

lost, an empire woven out of stars

the blessing taken from her arms
haunted shades are passing through ours

absence within the base of our flame

awaken between scarlet dreams
we offer with them, what once held everything
staring blindly through the abyss
sight inverts with each glimpse
reality conflicts in waves of human darkness

torn savior smothered black with flies
worm woven virgin minds
wretched chamber draped with our demise

raise the knife
of our heresies
against the throat
of infernal smoldering
strangled bitterness
toward the end of days
wrenching out our final breath

see what is not to be seen
believe what is not to be believed