I AM DEATH

Where the rose withers,

where leaves become mush,

where the skin decomposes,

where the worm feasts unbiased.

Where the fruit rots,

where the corpse swells,

where the maggots camp,

where the vulture circles.

Where the coffin lowers,

where the flesh sears black,

where the tears run dry,

where the blood pools thick.

Where the atoms decay and break,

where stars collapse engulfing,

where the cold dead universe ends,

this is where you will find me.

Come taste of my sweet orchid,

come bath in my bloody waters,

come walk in my pastures and

see all is but a garden of bones.

I was here before man,

I was here before life,

I was here before God.

I am death.