False Idol - The Mire

I am petrified

A slow ascending shade

Flesh made crystalline

Drawn out like a silver blade

In time

False idols I worship

Bring me to my knees

Exalted in death

To avarice a monument

Everything I coveted so becomes my way

A monument to avarice

In precious stone remade

I was transformed by

My wicked will in life

Flesh made crystalline

Drawn out like a silver blade

In time

False idols I worship

Bring me to my knees

Exalted in death

To avarice a monument