Tag: apocalypse
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Wisdom from the Risen
Typing up my antitypes, hidden gospels behind the light Bound angels in rapid flight, ready for the final fight Wings of fire outspread golden flecked the night In the fumes of drug induced fugues drawing down the moon Asking it for boons, the skills of illusions that rude minds deluge Three days without news, cage…
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SOFIANNA
Signs of violent times Lines of hopeless people seeking the divine The wicked triumphal, committing violent crimes The blood, the blood, the veins, the vines Rusted windvanes spin when the dim King arrives Prideful by dint of dim gold Thriving by dint of thinned tribe Thinner and thinner as if they refused dinner In these…