The Reckoning
A dark cantina left wanting,Grinding brass humming,Lustful eyes grazing,Narratives perspiring, silently escaping,Numerical tongues of foreign flicker,Prying oyster-shells asunder,The cold formless gorging,Shadowy currents swirling. A dark cantina left wanting, Grinding brass humming, Lustful eyes grazing, Narratives perspiring, silently escaping, Numerical tongues of foreign flicker, Prying oyster-shells asunder, The cold formless gorging, Shadowy currents swirling.