Torment passing under the suns allotted gloom
Eclipsed by the dirge of the funeral moon
Falling over man, the tide of infernal doom
The mortal victim falls to insanities eternal swoon.

Humanity deceased, falls to its four
The beast lives, a monstrosity alive
A naked form scratches at the door
With eyes, dead as night, hunting to survive.

The elders rot (on the pyre) away
Child cadavers pile by the day
Mortal lust succeeds the moralist decay
Under the sun of sanity eclipsed.