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