The writings of Hunter Coch

Posts tagged “fear

Held to Dirt

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Dreams of death haunt me,
I see my children weeping.
Looking from the grave,
I long to kiss away tears,
Though forever held to dirt.

-Hunter Coch

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Living

Let the dreams begin,

Hold its fire to your heart.

Free the hidden fears,

Embrace the demons delight.

 

Behold the wonders of life.


It Feeds

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What waits in the deep

And hides behind shadows gate?

 

It feeds on sweet fear

And secrets hidden within.

 

What moves in the dark,

Formless and ethereal?

 

It howls with hunger

Mindful of the burning sun.

 

It waits for the dusk

To hunt at times in between.

 

Beware the crevasse

And ancient hollow caverns.

 

It strikes at the height of fear.


She Walks

She walks confidant,

Aware of foretold beauty

and the eyes that watch.

 

Within the skin, she’s lonely

Afraid to let loose her heart.


The Lonely Walk of Madness

On a night-time walk,
To clear this mind of sadness,
For a woman lost,
Became a tale of madness.

Through old oaken groves,
On a chilly starlit night,
Thick mists snuck in and
Words that brought consuming fright.

Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.
Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.

Beats sound from unknown
Corners as shades come by fog.
And fires flutter,
Scented embers brought gray smog.

Fetish sits center,
Hooded circle come about.
With barbarous chants
The alien minds call out.

Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.
Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.

Barren head of death,
Carved with sigils great and small.
Idol of power,
To the ancient ways recall.

With the heart’s rhythm
The shadows begin to dance.
Smoke rises to heights
The daemons begin to prance.

Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.
Etu-Autu-Formeum-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-Armeum-Yast.

Faster the beats rise,
Frenzied are the shadow beasts.
Fog and smoke and heat,
Drunk on the mystical feasts.

Intoxicated
By beats and chants and thick smoke.
Blue and black fire,
The gifts of gnosis evoke.

Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.
Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.

Deathly fetish glows
As a dark liquid light spews.
Burning cold and thick,
Shifting with unearthly hues.

Then all became still,
And the ghostly creatures stared.
Alone in the dark,
Motionless, afraid, impaired.

Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.
Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.

Shades and shadows fade,
Silence comes and the fog clears.
Dare I ask what came
Dare I look in deepest fears.

By the light of dawn,
Arrives the deep cleansing rains,
And clearing quickly,
Eyes widen to what remains.

Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.
Etu-Autu-FormeUm-Dast
Bentu-Cutu-ArmeUm-Yast.

Deep scars and pale rotting stains.