Thurifer.Et Clamor Ad Te Veniat.

Inscense/the scent.the smell of my burning flesh.I'm sent.I am your burning flesh.flames burn bones to cinder.I want to see you burn.I want your ashes to bury the streets.Iwant to see you burn.I want your ashes to fall at my feet.one fine day.you will feel my warmth.you will breathe my smoke.
I am mounting up to you.as prayer.for I am the sacrifice.I am the carrier.and I will wash my face in the flames.risen.now hidden.burn away.cleansing is near.I would burn alive for you