Woes and Winter's Breath (2023) Mammon XV 🇺🇸 USA
Woes and Winter's Breath
Born of woes
And winters breath
Although I have retraced my steps
My journey home
All failed attempts
Winters cold caress
Reaches through my chest
Howls of wounded beasts who welcome death
Allow me no renewal with rest
Ritual incantations repeat in my head
Tasa Mammon On Ca Lirach
Feast on my flesh, the end is nigh
Feast of my flesh, this miserable night
Feast on my flesh, the end is nigh
Feast of my flesh, this miserable night
My reflection visible in its eyes
Black as night
Pale moonlight shines suspended high
Conjure shadows whom distort all sight
Now my eyes make sense of what they’ve seen
Wretched
Wailing
It spoke out to me
My allegiance resides
With thee
Death, Destruction, Greed
I feel no loved ones touch
I fear no gods above
I devour life in raw bloody chunks
Over runneth my cup
Twitching tongues will lap up the blood
Over runneth my cup
All will drown in the flood
Idle Hands
A cold mornings mist
Kisses her milky white skin
Cold to the touch
Dark pooling blood
It’s a fleeting warmth
Absorbed on quivering lips
I groan I hiss
Indulge thy self
I must
This exquisite ichor thick like mud
In awe of what I’ve done
In awe of all I’ve done
These idle hands were meant to harm
The birds above
Serenade me with song
Funeral fog
Embraces us with reaching arms
It’s unclear
Exactly
How I got here
Smile stretches ear to ear
The beast and the land bore witness
Now consumed by fear
Curiosity still
Brings them near
The earth weeps
The earth now dampened with her tears
From my knees
Against their will, I rise
Mud gives way beneath my feet
Be smeared in blood
And driven by greed
An obsession I am obligated to appease
Indulge thyself
I must
This exquisite ichor thick like mud
In awe of what I’ve done
In awe of all I’ve done
These idle hands were meant to harm
Forlorn and Frozen Flame (The Cold Fire)
The sky now displays
A pallet of her most
Dismal grays
Devouring the light of day
Darkness can no longer wait
A wicked shadow descends without delay
The heavens now
Hurling bolts
Roots now take their hold
Young and old they cry out
The crack of sundered limbs
The wind now howls in hideous hymns
Cigarette pressed tightly against my lips
I witnessed all from where I sit
The sky now displays
A pallet of her most
Dismal grays
Devouring the light of day
Darkness can no longer wait
A wicked shadow descends without delay
Solid oak cabinets of cabernet
Yet no social
Festivities to my dismay
Miniature mountains of ash forming everywhere
But their designated tray
Smoke still lingers
Seldom does it fade away
I focus on the pain
My soul ablaze
Forlorn and frozen flame
I focus on the pain
Forlorn and frozen flame
I focus on the pain
Bleeding in Excess (In Memory)
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