Dark Storm

People in the meadows of the pond,

The SKNAP I left the dawn,

Temperature rising onward the line,

In the dark she refused my kind,

Decay on her body manifests,

The cracks of her seal I collect,

In the depths of earth,

The mind waves,

A mother impulse of venom,

Back to the cave,

Alone in these depths,

The dark storm retreats,

Some solvency in the meadows,

Some solvency in the grief.