Soul Sleep

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Poetry

Under the moon, spirits stand
hand in hand,
waiting for the coming of the
age of the awakening;
come again come again,
come down and save us
before this vortex pulls us in

The opening of Christ's third eye
burns the dying sky,
consumes the children of the
dawn of the indigo,
resurrection day resurrection day
awaken the sleeping souls
before the earth passes away

Under the stars, spirits stand
hand in hand,
bowing down to the son of the
god of the void;
rotting men rotting men
follow your Lord into winter land
before the hand pulls you in

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I love writing when I'm one step away from falling asleep..

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