As the Coins Upon Your Eyes

Sands of time slip through your fingers
Harrowing journey of life is directed to an end.
Your time has come, passing on through the thorns
With cold realization, like coins lie on your eyes.

Put the flesh of fallen angels, left his earthly form behind.
Through seas of blood, to the shores of the damned, nothing around you.
Burning in the void, cleaned and restored, naked in front of a sinful past.
All black, all the lights went dark, screaming demons break your mind into pieces.
Discarded flesh, you are ashamed.
What do you want - you will receive after death.