Axis Mundi Lyrics

Words
sledgehammers rain down
upon his helm

prayers
inculcate, the eyes
with greater sight

gave
himself to the void
the serpent's gaze

left his back to
the smoke of dying lands

words, twisted, dire

one burns in effigy
words graven endlessly
on the throne of everything
my scribe still waits for me

Now the wyrm tightens down
upon its stem

Staid inscriptions aglow
from flaming pyre

Words saturnine drip down
its slavered mouth

pooling foul at the feet
of the wizened ones