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Because writing is a purging of the soul. Oh Silent Torch,. I salute the four. Hail upon this night. Of the Black One,. An eclipse of true. In the name of Gabriel,. Sung upon the stillness,. The most deadly curse,. This liminal gate,. Night of the Black Torch,. Let the blood flow. Between velvet legs,. For the Rites are Hers,. And the Priestess,. Serpents in the sky,. Stands upon the Prominence. This entry was posted in Earth Religions. Modern Man →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Modern Man « Mind Weep
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Because writing is a purging of the soul. The wretched, cursed man,. Bent and weeping,. Walking as if a monument. To sold out souls,. Turning, turning,. Face side to side,. But no one sees him. Still, he saunters,. As he travels,. For they told him. If he did so,. And smelled them,. Life would mean,. This entry was posted in Globalism. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.