Apocalypsious

He who hath doth staged through such silk light dreams as they rest upon such havoc upon his ship. The bow of the rope curling and roaring with flashes and clangs, the men steady trying to do their best as they fight the ships undead crew men as the cook and the rest of the living crew begin to preform an unrighteous act as they head to the mass, taking lead without order or call. He the man who sleeps upon in the coffin the back of the ships captains quarters awakens as the doors swing open as a huge gust of pitch ice cold wind hurls them open and the wind chills the crew and dead crew and they all look to him as the cook stands in front idi

Oi he whom hath held the candlelight for the lusting flock of birds before their nesting till after their departure, giving way to new gateways and bridges across the fallacious flowered floors upon which we now lay claimed to like the winters stalked pray, the en-devoured essentials way bring calm endless interceptions tides upon such a bow upon deck in the front of fort minors favorite proposition of mirrored end-ever forever my love remains in debt. The fanlight dawn of the black light that does shine so bright upon his nightly stroll. Hath the power to change his tempered control to unsolveing peace. The enatemy of such a puzzle coming fr