Cubic hall
Yellowish, derelict, moldy and green
Covered with brown dust
A breathing shell enjoys the view
Cubic hall
Kept white and splendid
Because from death comes bliss
And bliss will illuminate the walls
Make them admire what they enclose
Air gets calm
Triggering the call
The scent of incense replaces the scent of mold
Static stare
Orchestrated lament
Bloating walls flake of their veils
Expose their pulverized bowels
And from death came death
The walls didn’t admire
Other lyrics by Petrale:
A Brief Discussion About the Remoteness of a Loss
Swallowed ectoplasm Expelled furor Past the pictures with removed faces Past the arrays of pillows made of flowers Brandishing twigs and uttering curses Triggering a …
From Elongated Hollows
Scissors on a thread swing in circles Seemingly changing direction at will Volatile symbols, inversion has failed Stoic faces engaged in prayer Hope Dented amulets thrown …
Impersonating a Blade
A sphere infused with essence fumes Filaments of warmth A new one is born Glowing bright Smoke figures rise Damnation lurks in secluded corners A living blade divides the …
Po noći se boje vidi kad svijetli iz grobova
Kojena se tresu Vaja prolazit neđe drugo Zaobilaznice nema Jer svijetli kod Trojice Iskre iz međa Iskre iz oči Pod čijim pogledom je svako Ali skoro niko ne zna I pod …
Rectangles Carved Into Reddish Soil
Vacant places Where iron burns slowly With doors wide open Lurking in broad daylight Plowing the ground with a rusty trident Iskopat najdubju rupetinu Pa se onda survat …