A Glass Coffin Burial - Abhorrent Decimation

Why make a short story long?

«Let us be merry.

Drink the wine

And afterwards his body will be bury

May we bask and laud»

Desperately lost in this sea of stolen, squalid riches

And with that word it happened by chance

He took a bottle in which the poison danced

And drank and gave his fellow drink as well

From which they both began to swell

Oh, the final act of loss

Entwined in golden vines, tempted with a kiss

A sealed fate, a gruesome end

For death is what they deserved

Adorned with acrid vile, a trophy of deceit

Box up their sinner bones, into the crystal tomb

Let the world see their plight

Forever branded villains and rejected by Christ

Death is all that makes them equal

This, a glass coffin burial

Avicenna wrote in no cannon for fell

More wonder signs of empoisoning

Then had these wretches met at their end

Thus ended be these murderers two

And eke the false empoisoner also

Despicable vermin buried without a coin

Linking divine spirit with bestial flesh

Humankind thus a monstrous creation

Oh, cursed sin!

A traitorous homicide!

Oh wickedness!

Oh, thy gluttony of luxury and lust!

What of thy creator?

Thou blasphemer of Christ

Alas mankind!

How may it betide?