Beneath the fire
Wax is writhing in motionless mourning
From envy to damnation on the candle of affirmation
Between the ribs of the weak and jaws of beasts sacrificing
Their lives to evil there is a safe support
Drops of opaque wax, greedy rats earn color from hatred
New color of ambition
Drops of incandescent wax will wet their
Reign with unavoidable shame
Deep river beds are devuring the ground and dying
Horrible shapes without eyes
Thanks to those who want to be better
The gear of discord will move
In perpetual and alternating motion
Drops of opaque wax, greedy rats earn color from hatred
New color of ambition
Their smoke will rise, anxious to mud the sky
Creature of temptation
Preach apparent beatitude with immaculate damnation