I tear sinew and skin from this sacred form
With them build a charnel house for the dead gods before me
Lo, I have seen the failures of the flesh
Carved free by blades of obsidian
Celestial limbs emerge
Arterial pathways through the lightless expanse
I inhabit this form born of wounds and dying stars
Engorged with the crimson glow of decay
Every mouth now choked with ash and dirt, longing for blood
Disciples carve out their eyes in the presence divine
The gnashing of teeth, the breaking of bones
Ours is a hell without end
Lo, I have seen the failures of the flesh
Carved free by blades of obsidian
Celestial limbs emerge
Arterial pathways through the lightless expanse which swallows the sky
The final vestiges of life found within the temple beyond the veil"