obsedian satin your voice caresses
a midnight castle
spires austere, shadows of incubi
godless
like scaled hydras chained and bound
in a cold cold room
the empty space blanketing a supernova
dark and shawl-like
blinding for thousands of miles
deafening but muffled by the trenches
i wonder what winter will bring
lies can buy eternity
but nothing fools the harsh mistress of time