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DEATH OF YGGDRASIL

 
Breeding dark chasms
Vile echoes fill the air
The twisted, dying sounds
Wind alone is passing through


The hemisphere
Opal odour
Nihilistic balm, transcending


Cosmic ash, nine homes
A tapestry for lost souls
Between us lies Niflheimr
A journey through the hole
Against my will, trapped
In the fires of perdition
Thunder cracks the sky
With Hel and her conditions


Tree of life
Her dead roots weeping
Odin awakens, from sleeping


Nine worlds open
Around all orbits
We sing the Ăsirs
O' hemlock skies
Pestilent depths
Silence
Sarcophagus


And into the fire we never wane
Black fortress of M˙spellsheimr
Stout volcanic citadel
Standing against the outer hells


The red mask of death
I shall again wear it
Forlorn and forsaken


Hearts ablaze, prodigal son
To write the will of J÷rmungandr
The holder of the realm of man
Never release your global span


The algebra of alabaster
She wears no face, no vultures sang


As she exhaled
A long vaporising breath
Tomorrow I awake


White carnations
Gathered in my wreath


Tomorrow I awake


I am Death
Written by UbiquitousVoid (. . . . . . . . .)
Published
Author's Note
Found lost work from 2016
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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