An End To Nothing

Bare the guilt of intimate defeat

Only to realize it was a moment of unease

Forced upon mankind

Like a sharp knife

Twisting inside

Spill this blood of purity

From a slit wrist

Ending life

Transfixed on this task

Revive the dead

A final breath

Suffer the curse of madness

Wake the rotted flesh of the dead

Splintered shards of broken glass

Tearing teeth through raw flesh

Revival is not complete

Rotten soul of eternal sleep

Summon the phoenix from rest

Ignite the ashes of death

Call upon the kings of flame

Lend me the spell to resurrect

Inhabit the restored flesh for transition of this timely fate

Manifest this chaos of blood the restore the lifeless and reanimate

Plotting for these final days inside a bastard mold of deathly rage

Another sick experimental stage while kept in this undead state

Like a drop of blood in water

Infecting the clarity of purpose

The time has come to kiss the sun

This life of flame is born of blood

Dissecting thoughts of an ending loss

Take the hand of eternal rot

This pain will be forged

Under the knife of pestilence

Incantation of this death

Cast this spell to resurrect