In Desolation

In Desolation

The bright sun, extinguished
Darkling eternal space
Rayless and pathless
Night came and brought no day

Forgetting their passions in the dread
By that watchfires and their thrones
Palaces and hovels consumed in flame alike
Burnt for beacons and cities engulfed in the blaze

Happy were those who dwelt within the eye of desecration
When the mountain torch burns a raging fire, in desolation

All earth was but one thought
And that was death
While famine men fed on, all entrails, tombless flesh

Happy were those
Who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanoes and their mountain torch

The meagre by the meagre all were devoured
Even dogs assailed their masters
Keeping the birds and beasts at bay
And war which for a moment was no more
Did glut himself again
A meal was bought with blood
Gorging himself in gloom

And wall was charred and black
The rivers lakes and ocean still
Nothing stirred within their depths

Famine had written fiend
The world was null and void
Seasonless herbless treeless
Manless womenless lifeless
A chaos of hard clay
Amorphous lump of death
Their feeble ashes and their feeble breath

Desolate, all men must, fall
Desolate all men must fall
Desolate all men must fall
Darkness my mistress, let hope not afflict us
Shadows forbid us of lightness divest us
Darkness my mistress, let hope not afflict us
Shadows forbid us of lightness divest us