New Heaven

You assembled your cathedral

With flayed ribbons of coiled flesh

And shored them with pillars of stainless steel

A mystifying sanctum hidden deep

In your mine's hallucinatory vault

In your mine's hallucinatory vault

You maintain your unorthodox shrine

By the sanguine rays of a creeping aurora

Whose baleful light sheaths the walls

Of every claw-chiseled corridor

In an ominous shade of garnet

You cultivate impossible, flourishing tracts

Against the dripping fringes of your ghastly basilica

Swaths of warped orchid and thorned, unyielding vine

Nourished by the garnet glow where nothing should survive

Guarded by your mine's labyrinthine weave

Of perpetual corridor and fathomless pit

Your lurid sanctuary remains yours and yours alone

The vault of your mine

Is your new heaven

Its flesh and steel wrought temple

Your new asylum

Will you let me in?