Ravaged by Ghouls - Nocturnal Fingers Crept

The heavens amassed, ever pregnant with tension,
Restoring to luster all form and shape.
With dissonance imbued, a sickly wombs distention,
Lay stretched across this raped soundscape.

Gnawed by guilt. Undone by woe.
This greasy, fetid flesh left burning with misanthropy.
Upon marbled crosses and melting snow,
Spat forth the rotting yellow bile of the charnel sea.

The pallid hues of pale green mist, uprisen from its unholy depths.
Overwrought, in the vilest drudges of horrid agony. Consumed.
Upon dreary poison rains, I wept, as these nocturnal fingers crept,
Ever sought, life's end, descending back into this listless tomb.

Losing all. Descending deeper as I fall.
The wreckage of my being. Brains leaking from the skull.
Let these muscles atrophy. Leave me ravaged beyond remorse.
Tear my flesh, spit at me and wreak mayhem upon my corpse.