Drear Prophecies

I was born with these visions of drear inside me
To be cast downwards into the sands of this earthly realm
I awaken covered in dust, the skies here are such strange colours
Breathing fills me with embers
Is this a hallucination?
When I try to speak it burns like I have a mouth full of venom
What am I doing here?
Blinded by the eclipse inside
It is difficult to understand my purpose
A search for why leads to hatred of idols
My eyes sink inwards
Shrouds must be removed from their faces in the light they will see scabs covering their prophet, dragged out from the tomb
As I lay my eyes upon the disciples I understand what my true purpose is to breathe fire into gods
Know my name
Burn down their statues as I - as I turn my gaze upwards
Consumed by all grief as they - as they turn their gaze downwards
The heavens declared themselves absent of a messenger to shepherd those into a false sense of purity
Now I will claim the black throne of deceit
The abolishment of symbols of faith will mark the rise of a new gray morning. 
They will soon know my name
Know my name