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Lugh & the smell of wicker burning in the midnight air

from Sacrificial by Errol Hem + Milky Way

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[through the fog]

There’s no vision in caliginous areas
The oculus cannot adjust
It just flickers back and forth, weary of variant life

A light to burn bright
Just one flash to scatter the ghosts amassed from chants of ever-after
Heavens hatched from hope’s collapse
Holy smokes rolling black
Bred from ashen bones of past
Core composed on broken backs
Below the growth, behold the trash
Potent overcasts coat the sky and choke the breath
The hopeless float to find and multiply focused steps
Seeking growth and pride emulsified in frozen trenches
Open-ended dreamscapes of slow descents in ocean depths
It’s so directly connected to what is unseen
Redundantly wondering and wandering
Clumsily running free under the numbing leaves of yew trees
Assuming a beauty so soothing would never remove footing from under me
But these lovely scenes can easily deceive
Putting a halt to what’s been recently believed
A leisurely reprieve of impedance on eden
Seemingly at ease
Keep the peace in sight
Secrecy strategically conceived

[a prophescenic view]

Teetering
Leaning toward a crash and burn
Dreaming while the past occurs till present’s sent
Reprehensive habit turns
Detrimental passengers threatening safe passage and sentimental last words append the retained madness

Peddling great tragedy, craftsmen and sorcerers spin importance of swordsmanship over average resourcefulness

{overseers}
"Push the paddle in accordance with the current
Keep from straddling the borders of divergence”

The oracle has furnished a resurgence of uncertainty, it seems
An emergence of emergencies nurturing the needs
In servitude to thieves projecting a mass indifference
Worshipping from the knees
Collecting the scraps they giveth
Perfectly under siege and reflecting a backward interest while vertically crumbling with respect to a lack of kinship

[toxicantina]

{conveyers}
"Just dip your hands in the fountain of grace
Swallow it down
How does it taste?”

Sour grapes and a powerless state
As voices congregate for toxins’ sake
Swallowing the waves

{ironsmith}
"Brace!"

The tower laid to waste in the hour of haste
No now or later pace when devouring fate
Doused in the flame
Ash powder-enate
So show how we relate to the bow and the break
Clouding in the face as the aura escapes
Bound to migrate to where our fathers await
Lost in the wake as the sound dissipates
Down to the ground to assimilate

[submergently]

Swimming away into the grey

The sea shall engulf, a cleansing affair
Breathing in gulps empty of air
Deepened results of accepting repair
At peace be the pulse now endlessly shared
Release all
Ascending
Aware
Bare to celestial flare

[ignitemare]

Something reaches and takes hold
Pause the converging of a strained soul
Drained then pulled back into the same bones
Taste the pain and wait for the faint glow to grow

Kindle the blaze
Let it climb up to the feet
Try to breathe in the blistering heat but I’m suffocating

Deep breath

Behest the flesh to regenerate, lungs to re-inflate, though credence aggressively resonates
Acceptance of hellish fate
Comfortably levitate
Featherweight
Energy emanate

{villagers}
"Sent from the flames, hear this prayer"

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from Sacrificial, released November 14, 2014

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