Tomb Ore

from Thanatopoeia by Meister Leonhardt

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This skin is to melt away
These bones are to macerate
These tissues overlay
These memories have no weight

No sense, nor trait
Yet source for impending

State transition from fleshbag to dirt
Scars of passage on the face of earth
Foam of loss solidifies as soil
Maggots swirl in loathsome lace that's never
To uncoil

Trash resources, aimless curses
Feasting on the bulk of rot
Transmutation reinforces
Reins of universe afloat
Tomb is built atop a tomb

All accruing filth it takes in once
Shred of fear to enhance
The fragrance of obscene advance

Distillation of the lost, exsiccation of the vile
This is where The Great Work is to be done
Congelation of constraints, chrysopoeia from remains
Dressing of the buried lives gives demanded rise

Poisoned tomb ore nourished humankind as dull eras pass
Sun of Dead weds Sun of Blind in cintrinitas
Gyre of death is what feeble minds barely comprehend
Pestilential gold will be valued high till the very end

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from Thanatopoeia, released March 21, 2024

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