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the precipice
06:40
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at the edge of the precipice
at the threshold i’ve stood once before
i am my own nemesis
i’m the wolf at the door
oh my shame
stake the claim
dig into flesh with my hands
i’ll excise the lie
stretch the skin
gangrenous, rotting within
i will never be clean
break the bones
finding the sculpture in stone
no matter the cost
birth from death
sacrifice all that i have
i will never be free
take this pain
what is left?
light the flame
burn the rest
why must i hide
death in my eyes?
why does the truth
feel like a lie?
bring your dead
heed the call
on my shame
we will fall
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the dais
09:21
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unburdened by time
accursed immortal
a vaporous form
a rapturous sound
an altar of flame
a sacrifice given
the life of a man
for power unbound
the gods won’t hear your prayers
the mighty ones are gone
the ruin of men is here
the winter, everlong
the storm has begun
the snow falls forever
surrounded by ice
a warmth at its core
the dais remains
the altar aflame
born from filth
bathed in blood
ice will melt
rain will flood
he drinks the poison
he tastes the earth
he weds the emptiness
he breathes a curse
a plague upon the conscience
a plague upon the mind
forgotten tongues recite the verse
to leave this world behind
he floats into the ether
as if a dying sun
the life within his bosom fades
and so his will is done
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the well
04:55
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in the center of the woods
that surround my home
nearly obscured, there lies a single well
dug to the deepest reaches
a gateway into hell
the well can not be sealed
the well can not be filled with stones
in the center of my body
bathed in filth
nearly obscured, there lies a gaping hole
dug into flesh like a lesion
a void within my soul
the wound can not be sealed
the wound can not be filled with blood
the wound can not be drained
the wound will bring the flood
when the dark water rises
we shall bathe in its glory
when the water overflows
we shall drown in sorrow
a flooded forest floor
a weight upon my back
a breath to fill my lungs
a tempest in the black
the wound becomes the well
the well becomes my home
the trees will hide me here
in death i am alone
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the oubliette
10:40
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the walls of this castle
cannot acquiesce
to contain the multitude
of your sins
but the stones of its passages
remain fortified enough
to imprison me
in this oubliette
the moss grows thick upon these walls
illuminated by the moon
a witch’s breath will i now draw
a spell to free me from this tomb
make me the object of your wrath
give unto me your hidden rage
i will become the thing you fear
as you begin to rot with age
a secret known to precious few
and given shape by your desire
the magics harnessed in my veins
will bring the death that you require
savage
sacred
coven
sanguine
heathen
demon
we summon forth
our mother’s swollen womb
to birth salvation
to bring about your doom
among the trees
our magic, ancient rites
unearthly demon
infect them with your blight
sanctity defiled
sacrament in spite
purity of spirit
prurient delight
transcend the boundaries of our flesh
our fate was never set in stone
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Everson Poe Chicago, Illinois
Everson Poe is Mae Shults: a trans, queer, multi-instrumentalist from Chicago. Often in collaboration with various
vocalists, she balances elements from many diverse genres while maintaining the goal of merging beauty with loudness. She has been releasing music as Everson Poe for over a decade.
Logo by Sludgework.
Avatar by Unknown Relic.
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