Lacerations of a dream, soar awry
Dragging along unending
Plains of hellish black mire
Vigorous shapes deceiving ways upon the path
The hideousness...
Contorting corpses crawling callously
I deepen their ire
Willing plunging into
The marrow of their spite
The winds cried revulsion, yield to woe
In embrace of their squalor I abhor
Cascading bottomward
Bound to the tomb of the damnable
Vicious, maliciously vile
Firmly succumb to the beckoning in me
Dissolve in the haze of the void witch's guile
And in the mist of the phantom gales
Erupting chasms screams my name
Where she appears to me ...infinite in being
Necrotic in shape
Erratic in form
Narcotic in sway
Ecstatic in grip
Alluring in glow
Seductive in touch
Hypnotic in feel
Deathly in taste