Ulver

Ulver

A Poem by Wraith.

In the drum gut of the sky
The great cold death of the earth
Hideous, howling bawl of sorrow 
Demented screeches and their frantic scour
Liquid silver breaks the mistral
limbless specter, acquisition!
Medieval blackening
is set aflame in ivory quivers
She-devil rides the gale head on
Austere wasteland of watery apparitions 
Ghastly siren, 
loud wails scale the current
Devoid, lonely, waning tempest
The great cold death of the earth.

© 2015 Wraith.


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Added on July 4, 2015
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Wraith.
Wraith.

warwickshire, United Kingdom



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