Weighted heavy by a mushroom cloud miasma of stolen micturations and rotting leaves
A mouth like a storm drain;
Teeth caked with the soils and cast-offs of autumn;
Gargling through a slough of interrupted dreams
Leached of sense and purpose
Heart riding shotgun in a hijacked hearse at the head of the serpent
The body's in the back
A lifetime on your back
Piss and vinegar as spirit dressing
More than happy to embrace the grave
They're all gathered, shattered craniums draining;
Lolling tongues intoning the grave mass
Befouling the feral carpet of this decomposing deity dance hall
All just a race to nature's basement
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- Tombward Bound
- Premature Invocation
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- Taken by the Sea
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