Song: Darkly It Tightens Its Grip
Artist:  Growth
Year: 2020
Viewed: 244 - Published at: 9 years ago

Throw weakest arms around the vessel
It is swathed in ragged cerements
Dressed in manufactured love
Excruciating affection
Rotten all the way through to the bone
Virulent to the touch
Collapsing all under its own weight
Shambling human wreckage
Broken, pitifully so, under the whip
A storm of self-destruction
Treacherous, the limerence that slips
Holding onto you with electrocution's grip
All yours
Invite suffering and entropy
To cast away reason and hеart with both hands
End turn stone that which life rots of the spirit
Oh! Look upon mе and my withering
How I shimmer emaciated in the half-light
Am I not the most beautiful thing you have seen?
Can you feel nothing like me?
Feel the coldness of my touch
Have I pierced the mouldered veil of your sleep?
The haunting began when the colours bled to stone
Oh! I slither through the plush grandeur of the dark
Waiting for you to call me home
Drifting in abyssic opioid fog
The spectre thieving the breath from your chest
Howling through the strangling murk of dreams eclipsed
So join me through fracture
To the precipice from where all warmth horribly fades
The blinded didactic measured with hands of coal
Scratched from poisoned ground
Alas we must embrace as lovers do
At last
Throw weakest arms around the nothing that's left
There's nothing and nobody to call you home

( Growth )
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