Suffocation of the Last King

Vigilant in a slumber
 The smell of death
 Swallowing the slopes of the mountain
 Streets laid of cobblestone corpses
 The temples engulfed in fire
 Stretched arm to arm
 All along the mountains
 Sea Birds feasting by the thousands
 While mothers ate their children
 All through the hills
 The wind whispering in your ear
 You are the cancer
 Worshiper of skulls
 Mass suicide
 The only answer
 The bones are pushing through again
 The death of a princess
 In a toxic gas cloud
 A paradise lost beyond the walls
 Commonplace cannibalism
 A human sacrifice for nourishment of the kings
 The temples will burn
 A firebrand collision
 With golden shards of glass
 In this victory the city is dead
 Screaming over the setting sun
 All is hollow above this red star
 Of mine
 Until she burns to her white core
 Of insurrection and murder
 crosspiece as a backbone
 Hanging lifeless doomed unto oblivion