Past Silent Lament

Cenotaphs of Thrones
Grey chambers filled with screams
A kingdom of the fallen
Rise to inherit a dead realm
A line of misconduct
Blurred by virtuous air
Leads a flight of stairs

Through hallways of sin
Addiction to the incense

Commandment of those below
A charge of cold blood

To advance a fragile self
A path of humility is barred

The terminating of days
Past silent lament
Willful sanctimony

The social construct a farce
A playing field to shove forward

Surrounded by compliance
A pastime of pulling strings

The terminating of days
Past silent lament
Willful sanctimony

Postulants to lesser cathedras
Vindication by misconduct alike

Yet only one is conquering
The grim equalizer

The terminating of days
Past silent lament
Willful sanctimony

Postulants to lesser cathedras
Vindication by misconduct alike

Cenotaphs of Thrones
Grey chambers filled with screams
A kingdom of the fallen
Rise to inherit a dead realm
A line of misconduct
Blurred by virtuous air
Leads a flight of stairs



Credits
Writer(s): Simon Abele
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