poisonandbones

A dark mist clouding the mind, Like a sea siren song, that leads to the deeps A dreaming delight, a sense from another time Greater in another world, current name means zilch Ancient words rise from my brain Mouth spitting fire, nails dyed with venom Geared up for battle - words and swords Tongue full of thorns, cranium crowded with horns Fallen ones, our mighty ancestors Inhabit our bodies, guide our minds By our deeds - Honoured be thy name Our era is forthcoming, the feeble shall perish soon The philosophy of the suicidal eunuch will be destroyed by fire With our inner strength we ascend Never forgetting who we are, from wher