Night‑born flame
Bone bright name
Spirit skin frame
We carry
Shadow spun sight
Ember etched rite
Pulse drunk night
Inside us
Storm veined blood
myth marked mud
Echo fed flood
Through marrow
Frost crowned ache
Soul split quake
Wild winged wake
Behind us
We’re not only human
We’re dream torn beasts
Void lit priests
Star scarred feasts
Of memory
We rise in fragments
We burn in rhyme
We bend through ruin
We swallow time
We’re not only human
We’re night’s last spark
Dawn’s lost mark
Beast bright dark
Becoming
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