Ritual II: Unbegotten

Carve the sigils Scatter the bones We will survive the rapture A crisis of faith A crisis of faith Corrupting me Burning through me Wasting me away Paint the bathroom floor As red as a summer sunset Can I take my soul to the grave Wait until the ravens circle Wait until the clouds turn to rain My future fades out Tearing through me Burning through me Wasting me away The sky turned grey reflecting my eyes Black teeth and a hollow throat Pull myself apart at the seams Pull the stitches and expose the veins Disassemble Plant the seeds of desolation Crows carry me to the afterlife Carve the sigils Scatter the bones We will survive the rapture A crisis of faith Watch the rise and fall Watch the ocean tide Pull me under your wings You could eat me alive\ This is my resolution I can feel you fading from me This is my final calling I can feel you slipping away Disassemble kill me quickly Carve the sigils Scatter the bones We will survive the rapture

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026