Pyraweed

Inside Green Chaos

Pyraweed


I see the wide-open wings of darkness
I am instructor in a fixed fight
I hear the cries of the dumb slave
Planar smoke tight hugs me
I am my own fear
The journey takes and absorbs the bad and the good
I'm sitting inside green chaos
I see a large and very weak creatures
I long to go from trap
Sacred riff raise me to heaven

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