Sterile
thoughts
Frozen
tomb-
Burning
cold thoughts
Cut
off from everyone
Death-
the price for what is sought.
Erotic,
fertile thoughts-
Filled
his dying mind
And
at last the peace
Is
what he will find
Inscrutable
mumblings
Dead
man’s song
And
weak men strong
Nemesis-
At
my back
With
nocturnal creatures
on
the attack
Lithe
satyr
With
sharp toothed grins
Plague
my journeys
Its
time to begin
Labyrinth
like passages
Cannibal
screams
Distress
These
are what fill my dreams
Sterile
thoughts
And
things untold
Appease
the spirit’s
Encroaching
hold
Tonight-
I
saw death
By
fire light
With
in the greenwood
Strange
men
Dressed
in dragon bone
Images-
That
would make your skin crawl
And
grab your breath
Like
a ravens claw
I
saw this-
The
death of king and kingdoms
And
from where
Did
all the blood come
Rivers
ran red
With
the spoils of your battle
And
dragons perched
Atop
the castle
When
my friend
With
this end
The
pain and such
My
friend sat in silence
Said
he nothing yet much
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