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Forsaking their flesh;

a carrion landscape is all that's left.

Remnants of unyielding sacrifice,

these ashes are no phoenix's nest.

Consumed by a masochistic inferno;

Gnawed by scathing coils of light;

limbs crackling forth from their forms;

writhing now - can they even regret?

Baptismal font of flames;

light spreads from this immolation,

cloaking all, illuminating.

Ensconced by embers of carnal pulp;

ensnared by this tableaux.

My flesh - merely tinder; kindling for agony

and a flaming catalyst for a world reborn

As a living pyre I will become

a putrefying coalescence

This public cremation; a Pharos for all

Envisioned in malevolence

Now a pulsating scion of spite

Beyond fervor and zeal

My mission is sure.

A soul forever cleansed of fear

A human spark

I shall forge a new earth

Free from the yoke of their abhorrent reign

My skull as a lantern

Spewing forth flame

Illuminating my final will