Desolation's last rites

Fuel to the fire's memory, 

Pasts burned to the ground, 

Thoughts lie in rubble, 

All senses perished; 

Demons slayed by 

This visceral tongue 

Ashes of there bones 

Scatter over 

The dust of Desolation; 

Hope's guiding light 

Fades into distance. 

At the altar, Aspiration 

Appears, to rekindle, 

 Gives his eulogy, 

For those who

Haunt me. 

"He who stands 

Shall cast away ghosts 

To the bottomless pit" 

Here, at The cathedral of Salvation.