Literature
Doom
Fearless wonders, clawing heaven's walls,
Cold hearted snakes, drying in the heat,
Beneath, those brittle stairs tremble,
Skin excoriates from the razor-winds.
Bodies, piled high, glazed up eyes
They stare blankly into their souls
Falling through desolation, timeless whispers,
Venom filled hearts, darken the skies.
Sweat condensates the humid air,
Horns play at the baron’s palace,
The place of pure ungenerosity,
They bow, frozen for eternity.