Nyctophilia / Dreaming Iblis
the air is thick, the ground so cold I seek to wander upon burdened waters an effort and act with sinister intent to mirror the Evil within into the tunnel of Thantifaxath, the opening to the nightside of life unearthly light upon the blood stained walls, and aghast with her pitch-black eyes I fall and wither in Her shadow, entranced in the pulse of Her dance of Death countless are the spirits emanating from Your sterile womb You are the bearer of my darkest dreams - the broken passage, the open wound the inhuman blood fusing to worlds, deep in the core of the earth countless names resound within, as were they spoken by a stranger’s tongue at the point where madness and clarity unite I hum along with the choirs of the dead the outer and inner collide as awareness within a distorted illusion evanescent voices echoe we were never here we were never here
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
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