i walk on ways of sadness
to see the frustration of truth
hope that it will be endless
to see that i am real
you say i'm a sacred one
one to devastate
my soul

song_of_something

Stalkin' down the smilin' bone
Goin' nowhere fast
And somewhere in between these lines
Another words at last
I'm comin' for the kill
Yet this song of something will<

how_to_eat_a_scythe

stardrugged upon that worm's back
the casketcrew is in for the show
of psychophonics from below

down the sunpus course
for a word of all that never was
stoke

blackfleshed

born of nightseed's unfastened tongues
i carve my thunderspeech
in the naked waters
of a silverrain eclipse
the starchoir's soulflight chant
conquers the sulphurfie

go_get_some_death

Go get some death in between these lines
The words aren't dead yet but I keep tryin'
Wonder what they're all about
Pushin' bones thru my damn rotten mouth
Go get some deat

the_tenmiletongue

deathdischargin' bulletcock
in for some astrocoffinrock
with a wordwarpin' dustthroat's spin
kickin' off another silvergrin
a nevernight's nethersight
psiloblast and

avoid_secret_vanity

a limitation to utilization...my vanish
is desenvatet by semblance...of banish
struggle for fatal strength shall rise
my vanity is just usurpation through violation
concea

mindspawn

the evanescence of responsibility
sudden outward cease
the deliverance of mindspawn
quantum quiescence
for the paragon of heinousity
insecure inuendo
parsimoni

crystalthorns’_call


down_the_throat

some say milk and silver listen to the womb
when all these vacuumwords spill out of laughtertombs
some say the badpack's back for more
when all this cannonink spills out of supe

feverfeast

of starthieves and blackfleshed bastards i tell
about the day when warfed lilies fell
to dare the dance on the nightblades
to conquer and kill the skyslaves

arbiter

thunderbeast

paleskinned invader, of bestial kind
starlit impaler, shackled upon this thornthrone of mine

beware !
he bears a bejewelled crystalsemen
his spawn's a wrathful plag

autumn_water

I hate this world before me, sailing in sincerity,
forged in the flames of infinity, I'm dead but still full of...
you dance through my spheres
and leave with a dead soul in the

through_ashen_meadows

...and my scrolls of earthen pain unfurl,
dripping with woe and scarlet slumber,
hastening to plunge itself into the richest tears of a faceless vagabond,
a heir of golden thorn

filthfinger

from downsideslides to sunfuckcroons
from syringesongs to dustthroatfuel
from nonwordwork to raincunttunes
from silverpills to warpwallrooms
filthfinger's takin' / twistin