Ozymandian

In rapid decline of the future
A chimera is about to step in
Will my incorruptibility be a surprise to the vultures
That are meant to starve - unnourished, astonished and thin?

Is something here?

What's the cold, ghastly breath sowing shivers onto my neck?
It was a lie right from the start
Utopias dreamt while sleeping in the open grave

The future has grown within my flesh to the size of a cathedral
And my inner strength will never allow it to fall
To see what’s behind the wall of death, you need just a pillar
When knife cuts the heart - corpse turns into stone

But what's the cold, ghastly breath sowing shivers onto my neck?
It was a lie right from the start
Utopias dreamt while sleeping in the open grave

Spare me one more dawn
For the ghosts to hear my prayers out
Opressed by painful doubts, tentacles and rats
Spare me one more dawn

Is something here?

Rescusitating rotten corpse
Buried knee deep in snowy mud
Blackest mouth, highest hopes
Sprinkling the putrid flesh with golden dust

But what's the cold, ghastly breath
Sowing shivers onto my neck
It was a lie right from the start
Utopias dreamt while sleeping in the open grave