The earth is hollow.
Banished mortals scream from below.
Our space feet crush the phony sounds.
Unwavering black X’s.
Pass through their innocent lips.
They are the silenced symphonies.
Playing the darkest of hymns.
There exists no core.
No fiery depths to burn and rot.
Only caverns of black upon black.
Her body is hollow.
Relentless wolves howl from within.
Their earth feet grind them further down.
Pretentious white lines.
Surround the face of the wild.
The shorted soliloquies of wind forgotten.
Turn away from nature’s song.
There exists no core.
No fiery depths to burn and rot.
Only caverns of black upon black.
May 31, 2011
May 31, 2011 at 1:44 PM UTC
The earth is hollow.
Banished mortals scream from below.
Our space feet crush the phony sounds.
Unwavering black X’s.
Pass through their innocent lips.
They are the silenced symphonies.
Playing the darkest of hymns.
There exists no core.
No fiery depths to burn and rot.
Only caverns of black upon black.
Her body is hollow.
Relentless wolves howl from within.
Their earth feet grind them further down.
Pretentious white lines.
Surround the face of the wild.
The shorted soliloquies of wind forgotten.
Turn away from nature’s song.
There exists no core.
No fiery depths to burn and rot.
Only caverns of black upon black.
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