Posthumous Tyrannical Deity

Cold halls chanting spectres of the deep;
Basso resonance dancing through corridors.
Planes of Being altered, as vision cleaves
Asunder the fluctuating barriers of reality.

I drip posthumous tyrannical deity,
While the Moon casts obscurity over facial features;
leading wanderers to their ruin.
Ice in the veins of my fingers.

Dreams without end.


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