Lamentation of the Mortals

This vessel. This harbourer of dreams. This skin with its scars and all its wounds. Weak and torn. Weak and torn. Inherited perception, as if conceived in shadows and ash. Limited cognition. Recessive sight, hearing and speech. Confession of the immortals. Black veils at the break of dawn. The cerecloth of withering dreams. The dawn of the age of worms. Lamentation of the mortals. Death rise from the pits of grief. The speech of sulfurous deceit. The dawn of the age of worms. Who sworn the alliance of resurrection to the self-proclaimed false messiah? The charlatan of Nazareth! Live forever and rise from the grave. Breath the dragons hellfire, sing the song of sulphur. Lifeless among the living dead. Summoned to witness the sepulture of the seraphim choir while my vessel set sail into the soil of the grave. Confession of the immortals. Black veils at the break of dawn. The cerecloth of withering dreams. The dawn of the age of worms. Lamentation of the mortals. Death rise from the pits of grief. The speech of sulfurous deceit. The dawn of the age of worms.