Icons of humiliation are cast against the skies as effigies of decrepitude
No cold tombs await, never to be one with the earth, condemned to endless pain
Broken limbs, entwined with wood, merciless beatings filled your lungs with blood

Penetration of mounted flesh, overcome with agony
Braided flesh is hoisted, as carrion for the crows to pick clean
Invoke thy lord unto your heart, grasping at salvation before you depart

Lifelessness befalls beneath veils of obscurity...