Destinymanifesto - Logh

You are the ghost that I evoked, the empty cage and the missing page

Quick lunch to witness our demise

If ever the days would consume my time

An easy target

An easy win

The coat is warm like the apocalypse

Fathers, sons, and holy ghosts clog the minds and throats that choke

The stench is sworn in like the youth

With trembling hearts you’ve got all to lose

An easy target

An easy win

The coat is warm like the apocalypse

Destiny’s dead

I cut its head off