Cerberus silently stalks the Gate

[TiberCross]

here comes the divine touch, the one that will carry me away.
here comes the divine touch, the one that's scaring me away.
slow cogs burn coal trains travel worlds die
archaic angels assume the role of demi-god gurus,
trails mix fire.
cerberus silently stalks the Gate,
seething heathen feasts.
the marsh swells and laughs,
unknowingly emitting knives.
here comes the divine touch, the one that will carry me away.
a lock is opened, keys inserted, knobs polished.
here comes the divine touch, the one that's scaring me away.
a box is cozy, feet inverted, gods punished.

 

[RareForm]

hey now. a pat on the back perhaps.

 

[FixXxer]

... well done.

 

[neverwas]

excellent

 

[LostProphecy]

Nice. Always loved your work. Even when we were young.