cease this long, long rest
wake and risk a foul weakness
Trying to stand clear of the scent of dogs
In a
like the walls of your stare, you will fall (within
to burrow my way through death and flesh
all beasts i
he is the last we'll know ú mercy for you
he
the presence unfound comes to me now
endure, see this knowledge
behind a burning red fog
the great mind swims in confusion
its
