Seven Hells - Brown Bird

The seventh hell inside us impales and divides us

And scatters our skin with the seed

Of our deeds devoured on other worlds showered

As our demon celestials bleed

The seventh heaven's promise the Gospel of Thomas

The Shahadat's secrets are saved

As the dead and the sleeping still fear a flesh reaping

And gather their gold for the grave

In bonds of conscience respiration fails

Blind suffocation proceeds

By floodwaters swallowed the proprium of whales

Shed these lung spires and breathe

Eyes end in flames and the brow settles

Sunk cheek to jaw

Lips forming shame and the mind's metal

Floods one and all

Laws of men lay claim to all those without shame

Who enlighten themselves with the lies

That our souls are bound to the deafening sounds

As the megaphones fill up the skies

In bonds of conscience respiration fails

Blind suffocation proceeds

By floodwaters swallowed the proprium of whales

Shed these lung spires and breathe

Eyes end in flames and the brow settles

Sunk cheek to jaw

Lips forming shame and the mind's metal

Floods one and all

No sacred sound remains unscathed despite the fall

No shouting shafts of light are saved

No demon's peace prescribed for pain to one and all

No foul facade left saving face