Only Ashes Remain-Dead Congregation

Only Ashes Remain - Dead Congregation Ripping my throat apart with my hands Screaming in madness and gargling in blood Breaking my fingernails peeling my skin off A perfectly choerographed self hypnosis ritual Reality fades as eyes become white Chants are sung backwards and louder Red velvet soaked in blood drowns the words that were written Figures come forth from the wayes on the wall A tongue of fire slithers down my head Burning all that is conscious and real And elightens me until ashes and faith remain What I see shall be only ornaments for the Lord What I speak shall be praise and truth of the Lord What I build shall become tomb for the weak and the innocent And they will vanish, never to sow their anemic seed again