I have bestowed pains in lucid and timeless graveyard harbours by my own sea
One stone was cast in it's glass waves
Disharmony, infection
I sighed a storm that drowned them
Bare a foot upon my shore illumination
Tombstones
In the calm of the water
Shine of unholy options, mirrored by wintermoon
Choose and I may not
Bare a hand upon my shore illumination
Darkness
Life is not the answer
The hands are rotten
Fool's reflection, vanish now
I am still the disintegrator
Lucid ultimate pain, dissolver
In the years of brightness
until my hateful victory
the garden grew
Withered thoughts and vivid words
Vanish now
I have cast the firemist
for those in truth
shan't bare the illness
We are of His flame
The Revelation