The Deeds That Grasp To The Candle's Shade - Furze

Great Black Witch in Cruel

Yet in graveclothes

Gratitude

She decided to take contact —

With a twilight

Contract

I, I figured out I’d better not rest here —

She had faculty in all Candles inside

Advanced I railwayed this was a jesuittspirit

To crush

The deeds that grasp to the candle’s

Wealth of time

Pulsating trees shiver at the trance

Necrotic orgies (in) cook (ing) the thin (ner) leaves

Pot swallows and beyond her;

Shadow Room —

She extracts a new idea having another one

Can we feel we are born we feel the true already —

It’s Here!!!

— and for moments

When Woe is no longer the possession of The Reaper