Blinding Erasure

An apparition fountain Disassembling masses A language long forgotten Cold hands to burning streets Routed and surrounding In a river of hatred Forgetting and forgotten In a mire of tension We salt the ground We blot the sky With honey on our lips And flesh in our teeth Cassiopeia cast down On a field of mirrors Finally laid low On a bed of needles Vanity en masse Gluttonous species Caretakers of a ravaged planet Lonely throne amidst the stars Cassiopeia cast down On a field of mirrors Finally laid low On a bed of needles