The flayed flow of the **** forming a liturgy to the carrion soul of rot.
The ferrous suffocation of sanguine screams deafen as the sinew of cacophonous loneliness binds.
Love? A Petulant abrasion.
In each breath crawling towards its hemorrhagic horror; desperate for the tender affliction coiling its thorns into flesh.
Putrid in serenity with diseased beauty, yet hatefully devoted passions…
Wordsmiths laid bare; a sacrifice to be deveined and devoured,
A carcass of endeavouring putrefaction, persisting, only to be maimed.
Strumming the mutilated nerves of the heart in its tachycardic fury is the only thing that awaits us
Life, a great gift, yet must be by strangulation.
Death a grave curse,yet must be requiem.
In pathological egress, the bile yearns.
Joy in exodus, ecstasy in emanation.
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 2:17 PM UTC
The flayed flow of the **** forming a liturgy to the carrion soul of rot.
The ferrous suffocation of sanguine screams deafen as the sinew of cacophonous loneliness binds.
Love? A Petulant abrasion.
In each breath crawling towards its hemorrhagic horror; desperate for the tender affliction coiling its thorns into flesh.
Putrid in serenity with diseased beauty, yet hatefully devoted passions…
Wordsmiths laid bare; a sacrifice to be deveined and devoured,
A carcass of endeavouring putrefaction, persisting, only to be maimed.
Strumming the mutilated nerves of the heart in its tachycardic fury is the only thing that awaits us
Life, a great gift, yet must be by strangulation.
Death a grave curse,yet must be requiem.
In pathological egress, the bile yearns.
Joy in exodus, ecstasy in emanation.