There will come soft rains The smell of ground Not one will care Feathery fire Bent double, like old beggars under sacks Knock-kneed, coughing like hags Cursed through sludge Waves keep me sordid Under the skin Tear all down just to be close to the sin As I see cages Confined within In all my dreams before dust settles in There will come soft...Learn More

Songs once led the march of a thousand feet Quiver my bones inch by inch The fever is ecstatic And the sickness so hollow A king's monuments to sighs and prayers Redeem avarice deeds bestowed upon dreams For the shit canyons and desert hills Such victories of knackered malice How eager have we been? To bash the side of a skull To rip the pelvis...Learn More

The fields you go for Filled with mud Essence torn apart Covered with silence Screams of gore All abandoned and sore What match you have when Rain brings down terror Repressing hate Down with your sorrow Regrets of the past More vigilant The case for the damned None called the wise None knows the light Less is more What's more is blood None...Learn More

The call for unworthy plead carved through viscera Chimes in foresight and on summits ever visible Burnt in reflections daring to climb, gash and falter Everything a pursuit of guidance, a burst of Direction rid of silence Stories that were told bitter in exclusivity Prey in false embrace Where mock of chaos invades care and lustre Steps in...Learn More

Castle torn in times Outreach the pavements Numbing fires, dim lights and ashes Upon a band of silken threads Then cries an aiding sound In insightful distrust Meek inherits a sinister shrine Upon a band of silken threads Communion! Of isles, and shores, of dawns Communion! Of the sallow froths Yet a primal light shines Here casted an aiding...Learn More

Their stones be seized their wood be burnt their banners sway Advanced in these swine words while them brackish hands held together through the charred meadows Haste in brittle pulses where no remedy pillars under the rhythms that foster red blight dust It dispels the savored sweat, the soothed blood Caught between the incubus and the...Learn More

Golden leafs in coats of luck With their narrow frown they count no smiles Witness the sore and dull testament, the time squandered Long live the ill mornings in alleys sacked Corpse collectors and bone grinders Realms where my levies lay fraught Missing roofs worn, home There be the sunken shadowed sky Where the banished settles the empty...Learn More