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The Pact


A cadre, comprised or composed
At the tips of flames in tongues
As lips that speak in threshold
Tenebrosity – Drifting into nothing

Formal informality based on place
Connected in savagery savagely
Blood incense mist into the drifts
As spirals breaking away like the day

This is the oath of fire invigorated
In vigorous verse like thirst dispersed
Deserted distances between there
And everywhere – Drifting into nothing

This is the placement of anathema
Displaced into outsider anatomy
In anonymity cloaks digital critical
Maneuvering in societal nothingness

Monsters of mayhem into silence
Makers of mediums of artistic violence
Seers of dreams drifting into nothingness
Sorcerers of systems drifting into nothingness
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
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Author's Note
This one is from the outer limits. The idea of autonomous secret societies appeals to me.
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