Staring Satan in The Eyes

Staring Satan in The Eyes

cadaveric were your ways
the many days you tried to favor the carcass
but the soul has long since rotted of it's essence

lower the body into it's profound dwelling chasm

pallbearers,
sing me into this grave without delay
sing me into this cavity of the clay
this fabricated womb, my tomb

etched into stone
"forever alone"
separate, yet one
the gnashing of tongues

stare the Devil in the eyes
loneliness will head your cries
the fire will quench your thirst for companionship

the epitaph will read:
you are known by many names
but we only know you as deceit
with yours legions of the dead
tempest, burn with your liege