Carrion Is a Golden Throne

Here lays the cloak of the earth
The dancing of flames in the sky
Raise my spirit to the heights of the dying
To scorch this failing conduit

Adrift above the blackened body
From an age of rot and misery
The death of man in the eye of God
Gleaming with brilliance in it's finality
The abomination of man is cast to the pit

To wallow in blinding fumes
In the embrace of waning subsistence
Words of truth fallen on bodies unhearing
Destitute of consciousness, of meaning

Illuminate the temple of the flesh
Path of the sheeted eye

Vanity most high shattered and hemorrhaging
Ripped of the mortal element
Raised aloft on a floor of grabbing hands
Drenched in blood and filth

All but lifeless body
Howling curses to the wind
Blackened by the elements
Motionless

Grand sentinel to the gates
Weepiing pus through cracked skin
For the horizontal plane is split
Bellowing black smoke of the abyss
Shrouded by flame