Pestilent Streams

From the nest of tongues

Out of the salivary glands

Pestilent waters are streaming again

And the stream becomes a flood

That swamp and castrates the fields

Where you cultivate and reap

Your deliverance and affluence

Adorned, the night

By the pestilent stream

Twin darkness

They carry you

On no other path

No other path than that of death

See the tongues of the dark flicker

See the pestilent stream

The weakening gleam of your eyes reflect

In the torrents of the storm

Stare into the void

Stare onto the once black soil

The glare of your eyes infect

By the torrents, the torrents of the streams

Twin darkness

They carry you

On no other path

No other path than that of death