Ashes of the Apostle

Traverse was the region Submerged in Legend Void from the World of the Bastard Son One of the faithful, ingress-ed Submitting the will, of the Father Condemning their Gods The Elders feared the retribution of their wrath Charged the Apostle to burn to his death He screamed, as he burned God will, condemn them all Having no fear, from his rapture for he is under, their Gods thrall All that remains, of this false profit Remnants of, charred flesh Visions of, his So-called Hell Became voiceless, at his death Lost into Legacy The tale of the One Bringer of the false son Withered with the aging time Concealed within the scrolls Nothing Remains, But Ashes