Alor Mal Ki by Dodsengel
Within the matter of existence, i journey through
sculpted memories.
Neither dead nor dreaming, I slumber within the walls
of water.
In a world hidden in nightmares, I mould the dreams of
the cult.
i create a new death told in whispers, as I send you
into a cycle of eternity.
Chaos inverted in glorious fulfillment. A revival from
the stars.
Consciousness manifested by the inner eye,
as a glimpse of truth behind all life.
Reflecting the nightmares of my waking shell. Blinded
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