The Coming of the Storm  by FD Ravenskraft

raining bodies coming from the heavens
rejected because of their plague scars
falling from grace
from the anger of God
as the ravens feed
and the crows receive
the leftovers
the doctors wait for them to arrival
because their sins are filthy
and the bowels of the devil is full
as their rejected bodies
is buried alive in the mass grave
to never escape the prison
of the black sands
the doctors keep them there
the lepers need cleansing
but here only punishment
every day and night
bodies raining down
screaming in pain
your sin is the coming of the storm
a hell filled with stink and decay
rotten flesh
and lover's squaw
making love in the pool of infected blood
here is no life
nor death has a place here
only lifeless suffering
no ending of none

the storm is quite pleasant here
a nightmare of the endless symphony

Ravenskraft