Saturnine Saturnalia
'Neath the funereal moon,
Spellbound, recircled around a dream
Of hope untombed...
Love the Saturnalia, Saturnine,
The earth chokes on bitter wine
From a cup that will never run dry -
Love the Saturnalia, Saturnine!
Crawling into the corner of a hellscape blue
In nighttime hue,
There is no end to the hurting,
I love you!
Love the Saturnalia, Saturnine,
The Earth chokes on bitter wine
From a cup that will never run dry -
Love the Saturnalia,
Libation for failure,
Love the Saturnalia, Saturnine!
Auralpleasure: haunting tunes
Mood: razorblade cuts are made for lonely hearts (to feel YOU deep inside, my darling)
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