1. AND WE CAME BY SEA AND OWNED THEM

And we came by sea and owned them
Black fields, endless
Thunder pealing marks the pestilence
Ferocity unwavering as we storm your land
The women, the children, shrieks of attrition
Cleanse our sins in your blood

Dead forests speak no names
The sun is black forever more
Hushed whispers are all that remains
The ruins of your cities crunch beneath our feet


2. THE SWARM

Scavengers peeling, collecting the wretched edge
watch the decay and the decline
Black fields endless
I stand within the swarm

They are not a sign of our doom to come,
They are our demise
Cacophonous becoming
Our seals of understanding
Shattered

Crumbling visage
Paradigm shift
Visceral deletion
You're fucked.


3. THE ROTTING EDGE

Sleepless grey found in this hole
Finally fallen through into remembrance
Reality shakes
Pangs strike across the surface
Of (once) still, dead waters
The colours of decay
Luring life inwardly
Drowning

Turning faces glare and cringe
Alternatively
Downwardly

Thoughts of unborn brooding
Fester under the surface
Lending unfamiliar, disturbing form
And unthinkable (all-too-familiar) function

Spin, spin, spin
Pray for the bottom
And yearn for the edge