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Found on the fringe of silence

Death’s head whispering

Free from the inner violence

Breath chants, trembling

Doors of the pink moon waning

Night’s stones still seeking

Fear in the mind of darkness

Shadows still sleeping

Key to the spectral temple

Opens, false demure

Air of the ancient order

Screaming foul, impure

Skull speaks from putrid altar

Pale green bile pouring

Swallows the tongue of madness

Fiery souls soaring

Piercing oneness, birthing bonds us

Waking winter, freezing conscious

Cold poison, change with me

Scrying in agony….