frustration devour the face of glory slowly while fake tranquility reveal the passion’s fade. deep buried in a comfort i witness the disaster. the sanctuary stays in chill and dust. absorb all the poison, inhale the pestilence. dream of clarity in a bed with diamondbacks. walk through the baneful fire, dance on a razors blades.
my self-confession bleed the smile of wilt.
blackout. ice wind. snowfall. concealed in the cavern i drone. smoking hot water spring. the hex. healing.