The Serpent Inquisitor

Faceless purveyors from golden angles steal
- Into within
-Formless composite unreal

- Inter-Dimensional carrionbirds prey
-Ablative skins out of time

A stolen glance brings fever, distress
Lunatic choir, husks, glow-eyed marrionettes
Lost to abandon and a wild jig

Re-animate in through dead orgone pulses
This vortex spun weaves of random negative force

Undead lords on high
Wreak rotting intrigue
Monsters of Delta Time

A new pantheon takes shapes
In sulphur scented shadows!
- Inter-Dimensional carrionbirds prey on my spirit out of time!

I ran hard, I rode pale
Those creatures of myth
They were to hunt me now
But my escape, would they haunt me ever over?
They haunt me ever, over. . . .