Oblivion (...from heart and thorns)

Oblivion, a scream that rends the light,
The grave will grant me my fucked up freedom,
And the blaze that sears my sores
Is a sign of purity and heresy

The black flame of torment
Is spawned from heart and thorns,
And jackals devour my flesh
As time destroys every truth

Cold invocations of death
Walk amongst the masses

Fire, devour the bones of Christ,
From the lowest depth of the heavens