
Ascendant:
Drowning us slowly
Inside of slow motion
Within her wings she's
Keeping us close
How many times can we count
Where I've died inside my skin
Shrouding the empyrean within her blight
Dive into the smoke of swirling sands
A crack in the cosmic eye
With whispers of the old gods in her ear
Caligriphied inside the crystal skull
Burning phosphorescent
And light the astral path
Eddies of affliction coalesces
Mirrors grow the ashen oceans above
The silent gavel smashes my mind
While the blood seeps out from my dreams
Into the widening narrows crumbling the decay
And we dance on the ashes of our fallen kings
About the Creator
Ryan Welch
I wander through the fog that is my life. Writer of poems, music and stories, for those feeling misunderstood. Welcome




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