Grinding Wheels Of Ophanim
Minutes melt while pleas of mercy
Rot and bloat from negligence
My howls drift unanswered
My mourns dim with resonance
Erratically folding are my lungs
The pair gargle and quiver ever so violently
Heaving forth caramelized blood
Which shines ever so vibrantly
It leaves tastes of rust against my threading lips
The aroma as my dark rot grows
On the dawning of the eclipse
As the sun was armored with black
The world was painted with gold
From the blazing ring overhead
From it birthed a piece of God
A grinding light to ease ongoing agony and dread
Metamorphosis into a being of wheels-within-wheels
Found fully encrusted with eyes
All gazing into what was left
Of my abruptly collapsing mind
Grinding gears of the Ophanim
She willingly carries God upon his throne
Past, present, and future merge
The now of eternity has been sown
As the sun was armored with black
The world was painted with gold
From the blazing ring overhead
From it birthed a piece of God
A grinding light to ease ongoing agony and dread
Metamorphosis into a being of wheels-within-wheels
Found fully encrusted with eyes
All gazing into what was left
Of my abruptly collapsing mind
Grinding gears of the Ophanim
She willingly carries God upon his throne
Past, present, and future merge
The now of eternity has been sown
Metamorphosis into a being of wheels-within-wheels
Found fully encrusted with eyes
All gazing into what was left
Of my abruptly collapsing mind
Grinding gears of the Ophanim
She willingly carries God upon his throne
Past, present, and future merge
The now of eternity has been sown
As the sun was armored with black
The world was painted with gold
From the blazing ring overhead