If you acquire a chain, Of precious metals… Mined from the Earth, and wear it around your neck, Only to find out, that it’s fake, So, You swap one link, For that made of gold, is it still not a fake a chain? Still, you don’t see, the green ,tarnish, around your neck.
A blog for my lyrics/poetry. Typically, I write about dark things such as nihilism, the occult, social commentary, introspection etc.
Poetry Of Tantrik Nihilist 