The creak of the psychic beat.
Her body moves in time.
To the sound of her demented feet.
The black air is so restless tonight.
Come travel the fearful tesla flight.
H.P Lovecraft.
And Albert Einstein.
Anton La Vey.
And Dr Tesla.
Aliester Crowley.
And Rasputin.
Alecto and Megara.
And Tisiphone as one.
The energy and the fury.
Yesterday I met a woman.
She wasn't even there again today.
Her eyes were orbs of light.
Violet Phantasms of our nevers.
This harmony of our loss.
Smothered in electric staticwaves.
The dream and the dance.
Come listen to the psychic beat.
We live inside this white noise.
The deep and profound.
A destiny machine of twilight.
by Xanadara Unbound.
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