shut

i close myself from light.
light that brings shafts of cruel hope that pierces without mercy.

the walls are true allies. they make you numb and welcome the calm dark.

i let myself fall into the bosom of the Earth.
in the Moon's eclipse, the Earth talks to me of shadows and shades.
in the Great Mother's decay i recover myself.

i am given back what is denied me.
i will take back what has been taken.



await my awakening.

woe to heathens...