Elegy Of Staves

Abyssal

Compositor: Não Disponível

Within the sunken palace
The throne stands steadfast
Nicked and scarred by a thousand insurrections

Its form twisted and unrecognisable
But its power undiminished

Emaciated forms
Sowing the seeds of madness

Obsolete and infantile
The sceptre tarnished and worthless
A disease of strength

I am legion
I wrench the guts from this writhing hall
With the lungs of fire I exhale
And paint flames upon the walls of this crumbling chamber
Meaningless symbols are unto dust

The insect exposed
The vestige of our infancy

None mourn
All that is you is forgotten