Ritual Sacrament

I am tethered by chains

My limbs are atrophied

The rot bleeds out

Inoculate me

The abyss cascades down upon my flesh

Lost in the depths, the corpses lay in ritual

Sacrament

A place has been made for me

Bound and broken

Engulfed in thorn and vine

A tribulation

Suspended above a bed of spikes

My fall awaits

While I implore the sky

An abandoned spirit

No sign of the divine

Seeking absolution

Torn by the claws of the condemned

Drag me face-first into the dirt

The rot bleeds out

Inoculate me

Open the gates

I was dead from the beginning

I am beyond hell

Our sigil in parallel

I am beyond hell