Wander the planes, absent minded, burning to believe, nothing there 
Sky is seeping its blood onto me, cover my skull, head forward 
Nervous twitch keeping me alive, making [bad word] 

Agony the antidote of reason, shed my skin, tear my rotting carcass 
Flowers in fields replaced with metal scraps,
Walk upon them in remembrance 
Of how they once felt on the freshly sliced flesh. 
Force the shards into your eyes 

Scolding unconscious, behold wrath 

Bones turning stone, turning clay, the chapter ends 
Twist in the winds, ripping the seams, scatter 

No flag left standing, no temple host to guide the lost 
Shallow graves break the land, where seeds find purchase 
Feeding on each other, all souls broke and empty 
Reclaimed the cycle, the land cries out 

Wander the planes, absent minded, burning to believe, nothing there 
Sky is seeping its blood onto me, cover my skull, head forward 
Nervous twitch keeping me alive 

See the world for all the lack of glory. 
See the beauty in the emptiness, rotting [bad word] 
Ripe stench-filled walkways 

This is the scope of [bad word] and the culling of harvest 
Bone riddled sewage clawing your knees, dragging and pulling 
Deeper you fall under, your lungs fill with ashes 

Sinking one by one, cold and alone, red ash turned to stone 
Grey skies hold heavy the cries 

This is the scope of [bad word] and the culling of harvest 
Bone riddled sewage clawing your knees, dragging and pulling 
Deeper you fall under, your lungs fill with ashes 

smoldering cancer devouring the earth beyond sight 
Dark coal speck imbedded in your soul shatters to branches 
Black spine branches crackle out like teeth with no mouth 
Light doused by smoke spewing wings dripping with venom 
Behold the deluge, angry shatters the land underfoot