Set the days for the primipara Set the hours to the umbrage Let the shadows scarificare Quiescere hearts ov despair Black spreads the abandoned sun Quiescere star of defeat Plough the seeds ov the bleeding womb It's only decided; Little girl, child of eclipse Emaciated nymph in heat Let the shadows linger past the throne Beneath the fields of burnt offerings Dethroned in flesh, abandoned Disfigured transmutation Fury of a thousand falling suns Her shades in grey admonish a subtle demise A stroll through the gardens of hesperides Her hate overwhelms a catharsis in guise Greater than cochilis, bastions ov shamed shores Commandeers ov blood sunk armada Her might eyed to roar Sunken hearts, let sink Defected pawns, defect in seer Sunken hearts, let sink Collector of wounds, collect in fear Gerasene demon, many a her Swollen voices- "for, we are many" Black spreads the abandoned eye Inflamed host deceived Amon, abaddon, abalon, azi! Fallen throne left in decay Swaying locks, stench in wait Thinning feathers, shrieks from abyss Swirling down the mouths in peace.