The Burial Ground Of God - Devilyn

Join a funeral

Let’s take an importance and dignity of

The moment

There is a darkness sarcophagus

In front of us

And inside there is a corpse of a dead god

Who burried forever

With his dead, lying rules

The prayers come to us from below

But he, as a god

Has never heard them

But the time has come for him, too

Like for every god of all times

The greatest the most powerfull

And just has come to the throne

He looks proudly at his kingdom

And the burial — ground of gods

Where the funeral with the sarcophagus

Treads dispassionately

The most powerful’s name

Sounds in the chaos

But among the great

Ancient graves

There is also his

Every god dies

The believers make him die

His dead star emits light

Over the powerful burial — grounds of gods

Buried religions and cultures

Forgotten rules of the universe

Who come back to their

Primary ruler

Nobody has the courage

To open graves !

There is no way to foresee

A burried disaster

For million years