Idol of Atrocity
Prayers spoken to the air
On pillars of isolation
Life gathers around fires
Burning

Priests light a torch of water
And all of those in desperation
Warm their hands
In the atrocity

A stool in the cosmos
There it sits
Extinguished sun-gaze
The idol above red smoke

Alone in the cosmos
There it sits
Extinguished sun-gaze
The idol above red smoke

Without purpose
Or beauty