You assembled your cathedral
With flayed ribbons of coiled flesh
And shored them with pillars of stainless steel
A mystifying sanctum hidden deep
In your mine's hallucinatory vault
In your mine's hallucinatory vault
You maintain your unorthodox shrine
By the sanguine rays of a creeping aurora
Whose baleful light sheaths the walls
Of every claw-chiseled corridor
In an ominous shade of garnet
You cultivate impossible, flourishing tracts
Against the dripping fringes of your ghastly basilica
Swaths of warped orchid and thorned, unyielding vine
Nourished by the garnet glow where nothing should survive
Guarded by your mine's labyrinthine weave
Of perpetual corridor and fathomless pit
Your lurid sanctuary remains yours and yours alone
The vault of your mine
Is your new heaven
Its flesh and steel wrought temple
Your new asylum
Will you let me in?
