The Voiceless Dust of Ages

I am a fallen tile from the roof of heaven
Broken in pieces on the floor of hell
I am the voiceless dust of ages
An echo of death that none can quell

Grave digger, worm killer, death piper, shaman
Ghost dancing corpse, on wind pulled string

Now I’m alone in a deep dark hole
Lost in a pit with a worm & a song
Lost in a pit below, lost in a pit below
Lost in a pit with a worm & a song alone
Buried dreams rot, buried dreams rot, buried dreams rot
Lost in a pit with a worm & a song

Hell, war & ash - burning
Hell, war & ash - searing
Hell, war & ash - smoking
Hell, war & ash - scorching
Hell, war & ash - gleaming
Hell, war & ash - glowing

Echoes of death I hear voices of yesteryear
I’m....blind to wander in mists unclear
Will I see the night again
Forever lost in never-ending dark descending, unrelenting nothingness
Spinning, whirling

Suffocate in coffin dust
Choke on ash and human soot
We become the stifled air
To rise and fall like frayed moth wings
Frayed moth wings
Frayed moth wings

Splintering into emptiness

Lost in a pit with a worm and a song
Counting the cost when its all fucking gone
Wallowing deathly sallow throng
To fade to ash where I belong

Iron and rust is all that’s left
Haunting shades of emptiness
To melt into eternal rest
A slave of sleep at times behest