Blinding Erasure

An apparition fountain

Disassembling masses

A language long forgotten

Cold hands to burning streets

Routed and surrounding

In a river of hatred

Forgetting and forgotten

In a mire of tension

We salt the ground

We blot the sky

With honey on our lips

And flesh in our teeth

Cassiopeia cast down

On a field of mirrors

Finally laid low

On a bed of needles

Vanity en masse

Gluttonous species

Caretakers of a ravaged planet

Lonely throne amidst the stars

Cassiopeia cast down

On a field of mirrors

Finally laid low

On a bed of needles