Solstice In Withdrawal by Valkyrja
From The Dried Cunt Of Life Came Not Child But Coughs Of
Dust
The Stench Of Rot Still Linger Within The Winds...
Empty Eyes Are Staring Into Lifeless Nothing. Open Wide -
Now A Nest For Flies
From The Scorned Cunt Of Light Not Even One Ray Remain To
Light The Dark Who Swallowed Us...
Each Casket Fed, Not One Single Word Was Spoken
No Echo Travel To Share Its Message... Manifested And
Awoken By The Pleasures Of Sin Whose Acts Were Denied By
Sense - But Awoken By Will. Now Neglect Everything And
Walk Into The Fire To Burn The Crust That Seal Thee With
Remorse!
The Dried Tongues Wish So Pitiful To Speak.
None Of The Words Are Heard Throughout The Blistered
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