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The moon bled, deep red reflections on the water Yesterday's eve, where madness was only rumors Maybe two streets down, or the cobbler's son Before the priests, before the cross came down Before the fires, which burned cold Frost clawed from oceans depths, undying rise Creatures of horrors, and blight Ripping forth from within, tearing hosts Something formed then, in my father's pride It crept out, changing organs flesh to else Growing within, stretching changing physiology Ready to burst, I can feel it soon Creatures lash about the night, creening Violence against nature, a gift from elder gods A virus, illness budding out of Bon Homme Couldn't what be birthed, stay home? But I could feel it, strengthening Memories of someone else, mother's child Flashes of night, gods falling from the sky Swallowed by the sea, drunken until mad My toes touched, webbing cool I drifted, floating my eyes Clear, studied sky, breath choking Taste the water, breathe the sea Back to the sea, back to the sea A bakers wife, bread no taste for me Husband slaughtered, black priests to see Worship the Sea God, turn or die To me, I found them torn Protecting mine, I cleaved them all My husband's eyes, between taloned nails Drunkened, blood drugged and mad Oh! But I wasn't alone, chaos ruled the eve Worshippers in ****** haze, gore filled the streets Flashing in and out, my mind sane and not Acts became memory, desire fuel All those that fled, unpursued Driven by fear, only half crazed While we devoured the town, each other But dawn found me cowering, changed Now my mind grows, a shadow of my lord My body turns, gills for my lips reach Drinking the salty sea, breathing deep Cleansed and born, anew
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Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 10:07 PM UTC
Cries, Breaths on the Wind
The moon bled, deep red reflections on the water Yesterday's eve, where madness was only rumors Maybe two streets down, or the cobbler's son Before the priests, before the cross came down Before the fires, which burned cold Frost clawed from oceans depths, undying rise Creatures of horrors, and blight Ripping forth from within, tearing hosts Something formed then, in my father's pride It crept out, changing organs flesh to else Growing within, stretching changing physiology Ready to burst, I can feel it soon Creatures lash about the night, creening Violence against nature, a gift from elder gods A virus, illness budding out of Bon Homme Couldn't what be birthed, stay home? But I could feel it, strengthening Memories of someone else, mother's child Flashes of night, gods falling from the sky Swallowed by the sea, drunken until mad My toes touched, webbing cool I drifted, floating my eyes Clear, studied sky, breath choking Taste the water, breathe the sea Back to the sea, back to the sea A bakers wife, bread no taste for me Husband slaughtered, black priests to see Worship the Sea God, turn or die To me, I found them torn Protecting mine, I cleaved them all My husband's eyes, between taloned nails Drunkened, blood drugged and mad Oh! But I wasn't alone, chaos ruled the eve Worshippers in ****** haze, gore filled the streets Flashing in and out, my mind sane and not Acts became memory, desire fuel All those that fled, unpursued Driven by fear, only half crazed While we devoured the town, each other But dawn found me cowering, changed Now my mind grows, a shadow of my lord My body turns, gills for my lips reach Drinking the salty sea, breathing deep Cleansed and born, anew
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