Thine UnDeathly Disciplines - Babble of the Grave
By Riven Waker
This piece is an ongoing brainstorm of disjointed lines that i would like
to use, but cannot yet give structure - so please humor
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The Riven Waker awakes in death {awakens Death}
I am the Morningstar of your breath
Thine Deathless One {shall} roam{eth} eternal
Hail the White Overmurder/Overworm
This is babble of the grave
Deathly disciplines of execution
Knelt down and felt the cold obelisk
Utter murmurs unto murdered mermaids
Pure as a pyramid of aryan skulls
Mine to rule are
Vast ghastly realms beyond the grave
Only in undead torment will you be saves
Are mine to rule in darkness
Fey wee wyrm upon darkbloom branch
And insinuative flames of envenomation
I crave the old nightmares
I am Death
Aborted
More meaningless doggerel
I am agog at the site of ewe
Whisper... goodbye
life is precious because it is cheap
Comments on "Thine UnDeathly Disciplines - Babble of the Grave"
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On Saturday, April 4, 2009, whisperer
(166) wrote:
make it longer
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On Friday, November 27, 2009, Riven Waker
(317) wrote:
i have done as you asked lol