False Idol

I am petrified
A slow ascending shade
Flesh made crystalline
Drawn out like a silver blade
In time
False idols I worship
Bring me to my knees
Exalted in death
To avarice a monument
Everything I coveted so becomes my way
A monument to avarice
In precious stone remade
I was transformed by
My wicked will in life
Flesh made crystalline
Drawn out like a silver blade
In time
False idols I worship
Bring me to my knees
Exalted in death
To avarice a monument