White Corpse

Thorns have cut deep
Into bony white corpse
Infected wounds oozing
Darkened pungent rot
Death had started to take its toll
Slowly eating the remaining lifeforce
Messages of ruin
Traveling through nerves
Path leading to unseen
Pain whispering unheard tales
Disorientation - in realms beyond sense
Travel to distances - where only few can return
Living corpse seeking edge of painful sensations
When last border has been passed
Finally free of remnants of all restrictions
Ritual shall make you see beyond this diseased moment
Your place among stardust
Disorientation bringing illumination