Fellow cyphers, We let tide The misanthrope For warding off The destined intoloper, Of gallery devised hope.


Fellow cyphers, We let tide The misanthrope For warding off The destined intoloper, Of gallery devised hope.

So fragile was the strength, That could not bare To hold weakness.

A soft recline Has climbed the gun To shoot at reminding Alarming, Then resign.

A friend of mine Is gone all, But in a lonely part Of my very own Impression.

His erroneous components Shed tracks, Tracing territories in compunction Along the mitigation of your assumptions, Overcome by the adrenaline Of […]

I am safe without a name Until my words In anonymity Bleed identity Because Records are force To every life […]

That I Fall And above the entrance In a mouthful jaws Were moths In loss.

The ones that adjourned futile, Were the feral who Affixed the opus To the irregular strength Until dust built them […]

Those visual mantras On repeat, To believe it all Is beyond belief.

Dichotomy underlying the chest, A mellow hallow That can eviscerate In absence and presence, The rest of the basest best.