Cinders and embers (Brain Damage)

Charred spires claw at the blood-red sky, Shadows writhe as the faithful die. Hymns distorted in the acrid haze, A pyre of blasphemy, lost in the blaze. The heavens tremble at inferno's birth, Scorched relics crumble to cursed earth. Faith decays where the ashes prance, Cinders and embers, A demon's dance. Scream the dirge as the timber cracks, The congregation flees through shadowed tracks. Icons shatter under searing blight, The altar desecrated by wrath's delight. Candles snuffed by a fiend's cruel grin, The choir silenced as the flames begin. Gold liquefies into rivers of dread, Holy structures collapse, the pious are dead. The heavens tremble at inferno's birth, Scorched relics crumble to cursed earth. Faith decays where the ashes prance, Cinders and embers, A demon's dance. Wails of the lost echo through the night, Specters rise in the flickering light. Cloaked in shadows, the damned take their stand, A symphony of torment, a hellish band. Beneath the ruins, the ashes conspire, Whispers of vengeance, igniting the fire. The last rites forgotten, the sacred defiled, In the grip of darkness, the wicked are wild. The heavens tremble at inferno's birth, Scorched relics crumble to cursed earth. Faith decays where the ashes prance, Cinders and embers,