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)