Omen of sin.

As we stand here feeble, waiting;
Unable to disrupt horizon amassing;
The stgyian night is coming forth;
And we will need to prove our worth.

Death will cleanse us with it`s judgment.
Standing powerless in face of abandonment;
The only thing left is hope, an illusion;
Just absolute desire for swift retribution.

So expose your scarred naked body;
Let in soothing eternal pains melody;
Thrust it deep down your shallow veins;
Staying tranquil just so it sustains.

Grim melody of death pierces your heart;
Tearing all your weakened senses apart;
Agonizing yet subdued screams sharpen;
Just so your blinded eyes can be open.

P.S.Half of credit goes to you rev for inspiration and idea! So thank you ^^