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Oblivion's Thrall
13:13
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Whispers
of ancient aeons Forlorn
Stems convulsing with numbing spurn
To taste the fragrance of cataclysmic delight
A cosmic overdose Encompassing every sense
With open arms she walks into starless night
Embracing the heavens and endless totality
She is one, she is all, she will awaken me
She is oblivion and I am her thrall
She Summons Me Forth
From Depths In Her Eyes
Oblivion The Passage Of Time
Damnation Release Of The Flesh
Transcending The self, Enveloping Breath
She Is One, She Is All
She Is One, She Is All
She Is One
A world where words are not spoken, yet they are heard
and all is devoured
vindication of fell tributes,visceral semblance consumed
And by her ever piercing eyes I am cast
into Oblivion
And I am her thrall, forever her thrall
She is One She is All
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Abhorrent State of Bliss
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Desolate skies above
distant echos
Waste (ways) of man, vision begotten
forsaken diatribe you will know
Discovered torrid flesh
forever bleeds forever grows
Sedated mind
of the explosive kind
Mans Apparition
in fading dreams
Vagrant frames
of oblivion
An abhorrent state of bliss
Fuels these torrents of woe
Walking waked streams
Devoid of vibrancy
Severed of what you would conceive
A world burns cold, burns while you Reel
upon your knees
An abhorrent state of bliss you create
From a design
in which you'll grieve
And you will grieve
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GRAVE MONOLITH Portland, Oregon
Funereal Doom Teeming From The Tainted Soil Of Pacific Northwest Ossuaries. Founded 2022 by Robb Bockman and Brian Chainey
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