Visions of ivory smiles fill thy fantasy Tight confines in the midst mouldy graves Existence, the slumbering deathlike rest Before the awakening on a higher plane Waiting amongst the dead In smouldering austere tombs Still kindled by the flames Of ageless patience waiting For a breath of wisdom to ignite This cannibal conflagration Tearing its way through corpses Cleaving carnality away in chunks Tearing its way through corpses Cleaving carnality away in chunks Along with weak illusory remnants Of ceaseless demise mistaken for life Death inculcated in plain view But none are able to perceive Every last drop of blood falling Into an ocean of pain called truth Shall ever man disentangle reason? From the everlasting wretched web Of debased venerated absurdities To which a myriad of slave minds Lie ensnared for spiralling centuries How can truth ever be known? When even mens nature lies As walking cadavers litter the earth Abominations spreading like cancer All dead to the eyes of those awoken Wholly barren of any signs of life Just claim ahead of what remains Silent vacant sepulchres lie in wait For the living dead walking the earth Trudging endlessly towards the edge
carnality, cleaving, chunk, disentangle, tearing