To Diagnose the Fortunes…-Deinonychus

Curtains fell from the night, divulging blasphemy, orifice wound Amassing from the flames, raining from the blue, ashes remain Immersed by intense heat, melting tissue burns, pale is my skin Injected fuel penetrating my veins, boiling my brains, satisfactory diagnose Dissever me, entomb me Killing me, entomb me Grass is growing here, smiling upon me, blackened soil remains Glass pieces mirror, horrifying silhouettes, walls weeping silently Ice stiffened my limbs, constrained emotions, isolating fear Dismantling the core, swept away with ire, another sin ends Frankly seen I don't care, no witness to tell, collecting a thousand memories Paranoia takes me