Lamentations

Sackcloth and ashes blood and steel clashes carbon dust burnt at last digging the umber crust sackcloth and ashes lie as time passes into the future it is written on the walls, something cracks n crawls the morality of passing they have girded themselves in sackcloth n ashes, secondhand lashes blood of fear in emerald eyes tear the aetherium is burning they have bowed their heads to the ground As lives are lost to the reapers machine, turning deaths rattling sound, quite n opaque the shadow finality looms into the doom light sackcloth and ashes, steel crashes dust of ages drift down deep, losing sight Ashes twirl in dark halls something calls: “I clothe the heavens with blackness And make sackcloth their covering with ashes…”