The Second Coming - Statiqbloom

My radioactive breath

Freezing the windows of empty corpsing minds

Of last lifes of ancient decades

Human sculptures from the ashes

Phantoms of a lost memory

High in hell and sickening heavens

Artificial pleasures locked you in

A transparent snake in your spine

Whispering in your ears the spells

Of afterglowing destructions

Heads are rolling around

And I am the phoenix with the head of a snake

In the fossilized hieroglyph above the

Entrance of the central pyramid

Into the neon black lights