Summoning Storms

the fields, dead and silent begin to rise up from the

earth

with their twisted appendages, suffocating all but

myself.

A void of my own, floating in the clutches of my hand

where I may pull at the

strings

of time and torment those who constantly dig and claw

at the back my skull.

Summoning Storms. Wishing these days will pass, Tearing

the earth apart.

Reweaving the threads of time so that they can shelter

these malformations of

mine.

Tear the f**king earth apart

Tormented and frail, I begin to destroy your dreams.

one by one.

I am the destroyer of dreams.

swallowing death, the sky cracks open and begins to

flood,

washing away my fears, I plunge into an eternal

darkness.

in the pitch black depths, I drown.

I wait for nothing and time is my witness. Time is my

witness.

A void of my own, floating in the clutches of my hand

where I may pull at the

strings

of time and torment those who constantly dig and claw

at the back my skull.

Summoning Storms. Wishing these days will pass, Tearing

the earth apart.

Reweaving the threads of time so that they can shelter

these malformations of

mine.

I call forth the sleepless skies

herding forth the endless nights

summoning storms to shatter the absent minds

show the world the pain and suffering my eyes have seen