A slim starved body
Rises to vast extents
This wrinkled tactful skin

From the head to the tip of the toe

Impeccable in nature and appearance

Pours in everlasting seven seas
The revolting ghost stirs through salvation
Lives on and studies the living


Darkness
Anonymous

Here
Bygone
Forever and now

When will I become

Darkness devours the bones of the descendant

They forgot to call the name of the lord
As the shadow discovered them
And turned them to beings


Characters failed in words of fury
He is deep

He afflicts

The ghost is me

The ghost is me

He expects men to adopt the spirit

To cry anxiously
To mark death with a cross
To stir through salvation


Salvation