The Anguished Throne

I've seen their eyes

Close with the light

Over waves

I've seen their lives end before over again

Where is the key granted by the sleeping king?

I hear a voice, but there's never any semblance

Of the message written on the walls of the well

I can hear the twisted readings ring within me

But who speaks to me? And whose tongue dared betray the highest?

He must attest to this, the throne stripped of essence

I walk through the garden, as the grass wraps around my feet

It drains the body and the blood

Stripping vigor and hunger in entirety

You are pertinence

And if I fall into the Earth, please promise this world the body and the blood

Weaving through the trees, sprinting intensely away from this grisly continuum

Yearning to open the gates before the rain floods thy kingdom

The throne room waits and crumbles

The clock spins rapidly

We walk through the garden, as the grass wraps around my feet

It drains the body and the blood

Stripping vigor and hunger in entirety

You are pertinence

And if I fall into the Earth, please promise this world the body and the blood

Please promise them that I will not go to waste

My body, blood and teeth shall feed