A Shadow On The Mist

Hearken to the whispers the sloth of hopelessness
Pierced by night-dark arrows embrace the succubus
Weakened cords are yielding the half-glimpsed shape is free
Come ye pale moon's children rend the blackened veil.

Night-shrouded blackened avatar
Writhing lambent squamous mass
Clinging supine blackness
This shadow on the mist.

Labyrinthine darkness viewed through the mist of tears
Moon-frost upon my tongue stagnate in chasmed fears
Snares are laid now for me with blossoms crushed in heaps
The voice entwines and crackles in the whistling mane of wind.

Night-shrouded blackened avatar
Writhing lambent squamous mass
Clinging supine blackness
This shadow on the mist.

The spurn of golden gateways shackled to dank thoughts
Adorned in glooming robes the lord of fevered dreams
Sibilant whispers ride the wings of plague-born shades
See the viper in the blossoms envenomed tapestry of graves.
A shadow on the mist......