Obfuscated in Oblivion

Xasthur

This to be your last with Our vast return
As Death is set
At three sixes where hill-beacons burn

Darkness, undress
Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar
Blood-red, yet still unfed
Lips distend ending, time to falter

Welcome arms wide and crucified...
The slaughter...


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