I have bestowed pains in lucid and timeless graveyard harbours by my own sea
One stone was cast in it's glass waves...
Disharmony, infection
I sighed a storm that drowned them
Bare a foot upon my shore illumination
Tombstones...
In the calm of the water
Shine of unholy options, mirrored by wintermoon
Choose and I may not...
Bare a hand upon my shore illumination
Darkness
Life is not the answer
The hands are rotten
Fool's reflection, vanish now
I am still the disintegrator
Lucid ultimate pain, dissolver
In the years of brightness
Until my hateful victory
The garden grew...
Withered thoughts and vivid words
Vanish now
I have cast the firemist
For those in truth
Shan't bare the illness
We are of His flame
... The Revelation