Very sinning under the tomb

All florescent among the tomb
You dispel green meaning within the towers
Awaken! The Knave has come
Evil and dry under the earth
I hobnob with lustful brains within the fog
Oh God! The stink is done
Very sinning under the tomb
We feel hot rubes under the bullshit
Be wary! The twilight will come
penniless hesitant 
fading slowly 
a ticking clock 
With what hopes 
the god 
take comfort 
talking to himself