The thumping of blood
Flowing out but never back in
The slow drumroll of agony
The earth drinks my blood
Eats the warmth of my body
I'll never have enough to satisfy it
No holy revelation
No unveiled greater truth
Just the last cold breeze
Slipping in my wounds and mouth
Its icy scales scrubbing me of my energy
No glory, just a reversed ecstasy
Insects and owls sing my eulogy
Noble witnesses of my lonely, cold death