Shadows circle
Over charnel ground
Awaiting the reception of ritual
No lamentation for the fallen
As elemental transcendence nears
Anguish exists born of desire
Through this detachment one sees the truth
An ultimate cessation of suffering
And end to this vapid existence
The offered is given
A clear way to the path
An acceptance of impermanence
Flesh picked from bone
Bone pounded to dust
The masters of sky
Inherit the earth
As the formless disperse
Into ether