Bury Them and Keep Quiet / Nietzu
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Let the moon shine on you in your solitary walk. Let the night enfold you in your forsaken journey beyond. The pendula weeps upon the the banks, reeds confide to the zephyr. A stern veil descends; grief rolling towards us, grief rolling towards us. An obscure memento felt in the blood as the words carved into the ridge take root within desire. Again I hear these waters rolling from their mountain springs. The dark sycamore's burnt hollow cradles the remains of sheltered ossium. Let the moon shine on you in your solitary walk. Let the night enfold you in your forsaken journey beyond.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Aug 21, 2026
Poison replaced the blood, the axe by the door is weeping. I've seen through the arches of stone to burning gardens and frozen graves. This flesh is tired, strip it away. Raw veins and spirit inhabit internal ruins, as Remus fades in betrayal the city is built upon his frame. From the heights to the chasms, I've been to them all I've been to them all, like the remains of Tiamat or palatial far pavilions. Spaces we fill with hate. Spaces we fill with hate and echoes of desperation. I've seen through the arches of stone to burning gardens and frozen graves. From the heights to the chasms, I've been to them all, like the remains of Tiamat or palatial far pavilions: Spaces we fill with hate. I've seen through the arches of stone to burning gardens and frozen graves. And frozen graves.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Aug 21, 2026
Come back from the soil, the spectres drawn in dust. Tear through the ether, the barbs upon our tongues. This long pursuit is never fulfilled, journeys occupy the moment. Lie down and be still. Tear through the ether, the barbs on our tongues. Be still. Seeing blue when I blink, figures blend on the surface, indeterminate faces in the corners of rooms. Remember, bridges collapse and the spectres come back from the soil. When the grid is scoured your form is overturned, a vignette folds in on itself: Permanence or reoccurrence? This long pursuit is never fulfilled, journey occupies the moment. Lie down and be still (be still) Lie down and be still (fulfilled) Come back from soil, the spectres drawn in dust (drawn in dust) When the grid is scoured your form is overturned, a vignette folds in on itself: Permanence or reoccurrence? This long pursuit is never fulfilled, the journey occupies the moment. Lie down and be still.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Aug 21, 2026
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