Rev 16:8 Coal Mirror
Behold the fog's disgust in the coal mirror's taint
Blood crowned and autonomous...
It naturally blends into the damp interior
Around it the ceiling pans in a crawl of flash
In motion of ember forcing the moist's retreat
Roots are buried deep into a soil well familiar
With the dry vines coming from a far away source
A strength now turned, diverted since time began
Bury me alive! Smoked coal fire lung
Behind the mound a naked shell surrounds the eye
Blood crowned and autonomous...
A virgin undressed, stripped of its stained cloth
Owned by the wind and hauled at first sight
Aimlessly floating on uncharted waters
With one lonely port to reach
Aversion's eye works the mine and cries razor's rust
Swallow the sound! A ripped tar pulse runs inside
The beating cracks even elude the prophets
Nothing will stand this now! The taunts cover the
leaking hull!
Blood crowned and autonomous...
Damaged since it first made birth still wishing for a
cove
Now going for the waves to tuck her to bed
This whore was built to rot - a lady cut to drown
