dead flowers dead maggots casket

lives develop from maggots 

 

to decay we only serve 

 

to be another day my

 

eyes burn from the 

 

sense gone from societies 

 

minds

 

 

 

bleeding embers to kill all

 

to leave behind have our minds 

 

gone or are we all victims 

 

of force fed decay 

 

 

 

I lead to a point of dead 

 

flowers dropped upon

 

our caskets black deeper 

 

then the hearts forged in the 

 

brands we all must wear

 

 

 

raised wounds in the mark 

 

of truth crown pressed upon the scull

 

of saviors spirit we spit upon 

 

as life moves on the the truth 

 

disapates as we forget who we

 

are just as the wings begin to sprout

 

 

 

fire spirals in sorrowed reflections 

 

mirror shatters as time does to

 

we were meant for more 

 

yet were left to the maggots until were

 

flys all here but gone in hours 

 

whats left will be devoured