In His Lovely Kingdom

Lover of all
face the apocolypse
you fade away under the black rain
and flowers remain
Flowers to step on
flowers to burn

Am i ready for the god below
red flesh to penetrate my skin
to steel my soul away
to the grave i seek
until i’m feeling weak
But there’s fire
in my heart, in my eyes
in his body, in his eyes
and in his lovely kingdom