Orb from Mourn by Deadwood Tree

The trembling of the earth
The ocean starts to shake

Belief from the grimoire
“Embrace the doom”


Pale
Grey orb
Vast tracts of sand


Conducting the nightfall
The future lies ahead

I’ve been told
It ain’t nothing
But cold breath


Great noisy sphere
I relent
Have mercy on me
I shall repent





Pale orb
Reveal the answers
Unleash the brimstone
of slavery

Needless to say
I was caught in the gray

Pale orb
Traverse my body
Until the frayed ends
Of sanity

Needless to say
I was caught in the gray



I seek closure
Help me to find my death blow

Find me a cure
The distant circle is gone

I need closure
Help me to find my death blow

There is no cure
The distant circle is gone

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