Void bitch

Swirls worlds

Makes meals

Of time

Revels in destruction

Feral flames fanned

Funeral ghats glow

Stench

Of idols stains

Nostrils

Do not trust

The astronomers

Whose eyes have been

Sewn shut too long

The heavens lie

Reseed the earth

With the wealth

Of the dead

Dance tough the land

Of dream famine

To bring burning rain

Drink

From sun-bleached skulls

Bang the drums with bones

As the valleys

Fill with blood

The mountains claw the horizons

Screams

From thе plain of souls

Herald the coming

Destruction from abovе

A celebration with contests

Of torment and torture

Evidence of the worm

In the whirl

Of a seashell

The circles we see

That have been straightened

Time and light bend

And the world

Awaits the worm