Charnel Winds - Das Leiden

The bodies smeared with ashes to
Come before Teitan
And manifest the working laid
Out in the very blood of ours
Carriers of seed, dogs of typhôn,
So saturnine and bleak

A thousand curses were sent forth
To violently dissolve
All stagnant forms
Devoid of meaning

For is
There Not
A most
Profound
Joy
In the knowledge of dissolution?

Like some imperial birds of prey
We circle towards the vast
Infinity of space
Upon us a wound heavier
Than all those
Of their ragged Christ
As it is self-inflected