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With time

will turn into dust

Buried beneath

The black ground

Mortuary rite

Of vile summonings

Sacred flesh

Of dying muses

Stench of putrid decay

Awakens the dead

Pale hands rise

From the grave defiled

Drowning in rot

The fog grows deep

Lay yourself down

Into eternal sleep

Into eternal sleep

Sleep

Tombstones

Buried in the soil

Of ancestric bones

Rise like concrete obelisks

Shatter the light of life

Burning

beneath the earth's surface

Screaming

Yet nobody is here to listen

The forest takes all

Branches snapping in my throat

My coffin

Made out of leaves and cedar

Burying my

Sorry face

Forever