Cnestorial

Almost inquisited amongst indifferent realms
Ways to solace and quickening
Forgetting the isolated in total greed function
Reminding the demons of change to access

Never retire this fog-ridden firestorm
Among the branches in challice full of pulverized bone
Leaving greater plains for collapsed thinking, brighten the southern pits
Surrender this accumulae and watch it all go down

Monument of disgust and separation
Our memories of the split have faded
Suns of old disguise lay distruct
The lesser gods have taken their withered placement
Back from man