Karl Renz

The Black Sun

pulling off the flesh

of some unknown god

the Abyss

of all archetypes

is revealed

plunging down down… . .

who has tasted this

radiant darkness

of the black sun

like the open mind

of the night sky

full of silent silver

trembling star

kisses of primordial purity

with all the love… . .

 

from??????don’t know anymore!

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