Hypno Trance
In a vast hypnotic tranceWe are calling you to dance
Do not mind those figures secluded
Just follow suit to what's alluded
Worship service in Chaos Church
Where the hideous zombies lurch
Perhaps they feast on souls for lunch
Maybe steal from us, have a hunch
Never peer inside the mirror dim
The blinding truth is too hard to see
Behold the Night breaking as we skim
From page to page falling endlessly
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-04-14 at 00:07
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