The Circular Ruins

The halls of the grotesque
Reverberate our final doom
Oh, the ravenous indulgence
The rite of passage eternal
A black lung full of ash
A parasitic void
Oh, the tenebrous upheaval
Our defeat triumphant
Into this parasitic void
The emperor’s crypt
The rite of passage eternal
For this Adam of dust
Statues crumble — flags are torn
As a crawling chaos — we ascend
A black lung full of ash
A parasitic void
Oh, the tenebrous upheaval
Our defeat triumphant
Into this parasitic void
The emperor’s crypt
The rite of passage eternal
For this Adam of dust
At the gates of the void
Dark spirits rising
An ominous sun
Piercing the circular ruins