Like Carrion Birds (Abigail Williams USA)

this place holds within its
walls a profane legacy its sickening
my soul a monument to darker ages
behold two thousand years we burn the memory.
twas such a beautiful site
the flames wrought
tears from my eyes
to the beating of my dreadful heart peering
into the dark to the dungeons of her hope.
thine is this portion of
my flesh will you wreak
your sorrow on me forevermore
on this sombre starless night you've
wandered from the safety
of thy nightly shores.
From the cold tombs heart
the spectre washes
away we overturn the graves of gods who told lies.
i feel as if time has fallen deathly
still my passions my sorrows mere
memories of a life past but I've come
to far to just walk away
from my empire the ashes from
the fire still litter the earth
in my wake an infinite sadness
towards finite endings
blessings from below curses to the above.