Blinding flames consume your temple,
Holy stone hisses in acid divine.
Choirs of ash choke on the sky,
While sacred eyes bleed and die.
Altars drowned in caustic light,
Icons weep in endless night.
Faith corrodes, the marrow burns,
The sanctum twists and never returns.
Cenotaphs collapse in venomous glow,
Spirits wail from the depths below.
The hallowed air turns black and vile,
As serpents dance in the temple aisle.
Scorched prayers melt in the dust,
Thrones of light reduced to rust.
The final hymn, a strangled cry,
As Heaven rots beneath our blight.