time quakes its cold hands ur memories warp into a stream of mute snakes ur fear may believe its u but u feel something dig with ire
the queens have relieved their foot and to the heirs beguiled she quells the floor to the home of her strange beast the walls spiral
NOW IM FUCKED
i have known its cruel tail its face all the books ravaged its face scatters in the fits of their pages and to the queens its scales dangle at the tips of their tassles all the people salvaged by their wisdom implored now maddened
my gut feels a heartbeat stronger than mine which is a hint to those who have wandered without feeling its teeth
now i feel that their fate
MAY BECOME MINE
MY SENSE BENEATH ME KNOWS IT HAS BEEN WITHIN ALL OF OUR LIVES SCARS BURIED IN THE MIND OF KEPLER AND A GREED GENGHIS STILL FEARS INDEFINITE
TACT SAYINGS TRY TO SETTLE THE FEAR OF ITS CURLING PRESSURE, SLAHSES AND VYES YOUR FEELINGS
I ALLOW MY SOUL TO COLLAPSE AS MY THOUGHTS NEAR THEIR FATE