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D.I.B.

Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2004 2:52 am
by POLYLOGICK
life becomes insane
when nocturnal demons
chase us thru the dawn

endless cemetery years
buried in adhesive tears
now the Scythe seeks to mesh
with your weak, mind-tortured flesh

child of sorrow,
maiden of sadness,
erect my gallows
in your madness

we leave behind
brilliant shadows of our lives