Tempestous Sermonizers of Forthcoming Death

Visions bleak
Fortified in maiming cold
Enthralled by ancient conjured vociferations
Insignificant
Miserable lives are unable to repel
Their forthcoming violent death

Tempestous sermonizers' breath chimes
A funeral dirge of an ungodly tome

We
Who deny the gift of life
Shall be the judging blade
We
Who walk illumined paths
Shall herald the hallowed prophecy

The epitome of garish forgiveness inverts
To a pale countenance of horrid torments
Compassion
Citadel of heavens abode
Tonelessly crumbles to redeeming indifference

We
Who are Lords above your God
Witness the final prayer
Tempestous sermonizers breath howles
A funeral dirge of an ungodly tome

We
Who are ancient aristocrats
Are mankinds scourge

For there is no other god besides the I