Past Mortem.

welcometoDieEiende.

navigations are the wo --nyah, go find them yourself.

in the blackness of your feelings
how red the rivers run;
drawn from your wrist,
silk silent screams--
let darkness overcome.

from sorrow, to pain, to metal
and rush of sweet release.
feel your soul melt,
rip your canvas;
let these chains set you free.

broken-winged dove, draw closer
and be born into the night.
let darkness free you,
sweet addiction bind you,
let surrender your soul light.

call to the dark, the dark will answer;
from your altar you will rise--
beautifully broken,
deathful resurrection,
angel of blood and knife;
unending sacrifice.

red rush; by moi.