The moon is burning, your city sleeps
You attempt to improvise your false life, to what end?
The curse settles upon humanity
Fire from down deep
A world and evil turned to flesh
What is this litany of life?
It is the sign carved deep in your flesh
Your life structured by falsehood
Being Dead with me
You rape humanity with pride
And slaughter true human knowledge and dreams.
Ian V. Seymour ©2011