Doom Core Coil Poem by Engin Kavrak

The choir clean beneath the sky plain
Thou whilst was faded over drain
Why not lean afore whim deform on pride
Passion on the rise a sting of blossom thrice
Mirrors of power upon your cries
Left a feather amidst my window as a fly
Thou won't pick a mirror above me inclined
Pear has for a mask as edible as I can
Promote a left over fear forward
Clueless as the night dissipates above a road
Mourn over a passage above hover below
Cruel tendency as a fairy dancing above lumpy
Crawl a feather upon as black around on another
I have tasted your might as fury as I could
Why not lean forward to pick one from my amidst
Brawl over many times to be seen as sole
A nightmare as narrow as a passage so light
How my reach upon your doom becomes a blight
Turn around and taste again my treason
I shall unite you and grant you your freedom
Many so before had the chance to bloom
By so many face I had the chance to throw
A life on the angle as a hook tangle grow
Another tale beyond your fable shall rise
Check around set apart so dear inclined
Upon my spirit left apart so in depart
Lick beyond set longed upon your missing
Shift reformed a darkness improved to dismiss
Set above trick below a monster ripping
Before the tale draw so many cries
The coiling darkness swallows your passage
Speed is faster than your heights
You should have seen the message