Icons of humiliation are cast against the skies as effigies of decrepitude No cold tombs await, never to be one with the earth, condemned to endless pain Broken limbs, entwined with wood, merciless beatings filled your lungs with blood Penetration of mounted flesh, overcome with agony Braided flesh is hoisted, as carrion for the crows to pick clean Invoke thy lord unto your heart, grasping at salvation before you depart Lifelessness befalls beneath veils of obscurity...