Thanatos -

There’s a sense of satisfaction in knowing that you’re gone

A sickening feeling of emptiness no longer prolongs

Residing within me, the place you shall be

A deepening rift that slowly impedes

The ability to know you after death

Humanity deciphers your holy texts

Withering the body to the illiterate

Falsely identifying with ignorance

The word corrupted to bend to the will of Man