Omens

The reverence of those lost
Owed to the land
To us it is withered and worthless
To us it does not belong

What of this radiance
We have left behind?

Creatures of abyss
Born of vice
We are not they
We are not they

They preach chaos
And delusion
And welcome it
Without breath

With the omens in flame
We are still
We desert the truth

Truth has no name here
Anonymous in clouded vision
Our disgrace, far from reach
Left unknown

Our disgrace, far from
Far from reach
Left unknown