Searing Lustre

Nephelic glimpse upon An intoxicating wraith That mocks the ingenuous fool Beneath this refuse Worn, anorexia thin And set ablaze by truth Guiding entity This excruciating pine And so we walk to the gallows Sneering at perverse paths forsaken Abandoned by the angels Hope stripped bare by your forefathers Laid to waste upon the citadel A shrine to all failures And may we rot In that empty garden In which all secrets remain buried And I know you will remember Once I tear the ripcord for good Destitute heart Devoid of substance Nomads gather their spoils Rotting remnants Soul as bare as an open wound Awaiting the flies Nostalgia for a dream Requiem for a delusion Slivers of black mucus Drip into my guts Vessel is barren now