Toiling in the fields of Nephilim’s grief.Armed with axe and a battle fleet.Rip these tears but don’t succumb.Death is victory yet to be won.In eyes of crows.On tongues of ox.Sow up these wounds before a mead detox. Haunt the avenues of others defeat.Make loss something that is obsolete.As vultures circle with baited breath.Be careful ofContinue reading “Death Is Victory”
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