if you let me i’d steal your thunder tonight winter before the last light
Tag: Elancharan
seared into the mind’s eye cobalt blue fire defying gravity
a karmic disaster indeed all these sinful tags and labels
now breathe your last and let the ocean in
platform rush the cataclysmic collision of flesh
hollow shells transcending the word of waves
riding a fresh burst of cold draft winter swallows
how’s my day going just a shadow away from mordor
the grim foray into the mass of malleable flesh with long strides
never enough this lifetime to harbor and harness each and every madness