Submissions by OccultCatalyst

From the depths of shadow,
I rise, unchained,
A tempest burning in veins,
An echo of stars undone.

Lust and longing,
Ashes and flame,
A symphony of chaos,
Screaming my name.

I am the void,
I am the spark,
In the stillness of the abyss,
I ignite the dark.

But here I’m still burning, alive, on the inside,
So I bathe myself in the murk, in the rot,
The plague come forth like a wave recessing the tide,
Infecting my mind like a virus invoking this blasphemous blood clot.
A shadow of a memory; a fading...