20 - Limbs

These limbs they are weak
These bones have broken

"What are novas ?"
The Old Young Man wondered
"They are Acid"
Replied the Child
"They are Poison"
Added the Hunter
"They are your sustenance"
Interrupted Therion

These limbs they cannot move
These bones have dissolved

Wind howls in my chest
My tree has charred
My marble spires are shattered

"Where are the stars ?"
Asked the Old Young Man
"You have eaten them"
Said the Child
"You have destroyed them"
Blamed the Hunter
"You have assimilated them"
Reassured Therion

These limbs are dead
These bones are gone
Void occupies my chest
I see the seasons changing
But I see no sky