Black Carbon Snow — Throes of Dawn

The sun looks down from his high astral sphere and pours down below Its sad bacterial light

Upon this infection Wounds of world burning All the names that travel to void in the fields of carbon snow

Where the youth turns to stone Where bodies and dreams Are material for the dust material for Silence

Under the fermenting sky Under the rain of carbon witness the cold world choke her children And hide their bodies below Down to the infected ground Where the old nightmares hibernate Under black carbon snow

(Where the youth turns to stone under black carbon snow)