Great Moloch returns disguised as a sainta modern civilian with the eyes of a blindman
suit as a memory of past mistakes
your offsprings aroused and consumed by euphoria
An underage vision of future
should always start and conclude like this:
"Venom in the rivers, fires in the sky,
so strangle me, love, and kiss me goodbye"
Entrails in pockets, to secure we're alright
Keeping what's precious, close to our crotch
and material as reason in front of our doorsteps
The hooves of a beast, that slices the night
(the same beast you nurtured
and blessed with the spits of the dead
Great Moloch as a belly of something mundane
and far, far greater than the sky)
This something that used to be ourselves
before we decided to unite our will to fail
Great Moloch devours every newborn in line
and you still pray for the skin of Saturn
so you can devour them yourself
1 σχόλιο:
I’m no more confident exactly where you’re obtaining your data.
.. I have to spend an afternoon mastering far more or identifying
far more.
Have a look at my blog post ; Young Driver Car Insurance
Δημοσίευση σχολίου