As Muses Wove Magic - with Rianne

soul seeing
hymn

of dark's hybrid seed
and artifacts
from the grotto

risen gravity
ashen mouth
ascended
wing flame
eulogies

of fallen angels
on shattered glass
reaping the wind

given
nocturnal inscriptions
listen
how can we awaken

buried by the dust
of death's grim
and shadows

bow their head
liquified
luminous
secrets
are given

in unquiet fallows
of slumber in graves
and landscapes

with a chill
running the flesh
of eternal sleep