The Dying World

Unearth the salient deathmask
 The negative image of ourselves
 Paralyzed by its unnatural glow
 Mesmerizing yet corrupt and cruel
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 The lobotomy on the spirit and soul
 Less tormented yet bitter and foul
 The heart is where the demon lives
 Hailing the third morning of devilry
 The laws of form, energy
 And symmetry distorted
 As an absolute undoing
 Supervenes upon faith
 Amidst the monumental pandemonium
 The jaws of cosmic obscurity open
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 The inferno of the ethos ablaze
 Ceaseless transformation resigning
 The heart is where the demon lives
 Hailing the last morning of true meaning
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 Horns white as candles
 Rise against the roaring flames
 The dance of the rattlesnake
 Fires the dying world
 The inferno of the ethos ablaze
 Ceaseless transformation resigning
 The heart is where the demon lives
 Hailing the last morning of true meaning
 Burning of the poisoned flesh
 Burning of the words of sin
 Burning of the silenced will
 Burning of the ashen wings
 Unearth the salient deathmask
 The negative image of ourselves
 Paralyzed by its unnatural glow
 Mesmerizing yet corrupt and cruel