Black Horizonz Purifying Onset Of Winter
Spiritual essence
Caused by excess
...and the glacial nature
Initiated by woods
...and their morning dew
…and this unbearable voice from inside
Stunned of toxic substances
Drunken of this sweet mountainside
Tumulus, surrounded by winds
Draped in the cold nightsky
Between the old tree's,
We are wandering
Impelled by the thorns of sorrow
Illuminated on the glade
...by the rising wintermoon
Trivial life, they cannot see
They, the decadent vagary of nature,
the cancer on earth
Burned by this healing season
… subtly toiled by our domain
Misanthropic and purifying time
…on this forlorn earth
We linger alone in the abyssmal spiritworlds
Awesome…
