Order From Chaos

As parasites we grovel, through the dust A temple devoured, by the ancient fires Autumn falls hard on restless flesh Persistence buried in the sands of time The gray man kissed the mud Circular the ruins, in a dawn without birds Crowned by the deities of death Streets as cracks in the skin To drink from the night itself Webs of perdition, crush the rushing earth The aching void lures, promising rebirth Order from chaos, every thought a tool Order from chaos, profaned by the burned and the dead