Materal

See her cruel beauty

Hostile to the constants

Ever changing scourge

Ashen thrones

Converge upon me

Come winds of destruction

Electrocute the stale, purify

False ice to water

Speak, sharp tongues sever sick limbs

Numb, do not look away

Opt, permanent particles

Curtains be un-shut

Old wounds opened and bled

Wishes laid to rest

Ashen hopes

Reflection of truth

Drops of eternity

Instances captured, clarify

Etch, new shapes will emerge

Need, reaching into the dark

I, I opened the gates

Roar, ah, devourer of time

There is this chamber

Randomly placed in time and space

Echo chamber

Achievable dream, capacitate

Heuristic observers might find

Ends to the means

Rain is less scarce there

You heeded my call, now read my signs and chose to follow

Dominate slavelessly

Enter my thoughts and walk with me throughout these barren lands

Aligning wordlessly

Tell me my own story through the inner and nether worlds

Healing accordingly

Into the night side, irreversible and remorseless

Slaughterous and reborn

End the charade

Return to the wombs

A funeral lost

Baptize the faceless

Light up the beacons

End the hunt for truth

Time to break it down

Owe nothing to trees

Nullify the past

Enter the maternal fires

Entropy

Deter rot within the roots

Nourisher

Old fears no longer controls negation

Enter maternal fires, xiphoid dreams (I close the gate)

Silence the voices

Take to heart the fear

And nourish the pain

Nothing can hurt us

Called upon the mare

Ended the sham reign

These forces in tow

Endlessness opens

Ashen memories

Retain the images

In need of her strength

Time changes

Death is encountered

Over and over again

Worship her pyres

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