Tag: undead
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Visions of processing ghostmonks
Rootless life here hopeless, without a notion Stasis which reflects my emotional status Where only dead trees grow Where snow-coloured bones poke up from stoven tombs I’m in the place where most won’t go Swinging my sword and pacing Trying to erase that which effaces me I stroll through phalanxes of defaced graves The dust…
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Standing Vigil
For a consumptive waif Babe still I volunteered to wait Morning ’til Upon sill alighting, ’til dawnlight In her society. All night I was to wait Stillstaying A priest to pay my wage Tuppence day For pay such men slay demons, eh? Nods me away. Figured muchly would enjoy it Humour’d mordant But when I…
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Gjenganger
Called forth from hell by shaman dwelling In high mountain dells Deep basement cells where dwell demons leathern, writ hating For blood in mancies aid them Causing on the Earth mayhem. Skullcollapse at opendooring Gjenganger disinterns himself Returns dirt-caked obstreperous, shambling fecklessly Rising fathoms full five, lyingfather fetid lecher. Funereal glads riven to rags by…
Alchemisland 