a dark poem I wrote, your interpretations are welcome

I wrote this a while back, and like many of my writings, i'm not always "there" when composing poems or songs, i kinda trance out and scribble on a page. for some reason it usually flows pretty well, but i would like to get some input on some of them, because i don't always get a "meaning" out of some of the things i write,,, so here's one for now,

The darkness cracks the skies,
the purpose of its malcontent
the wish is said the sacred bled and thrown
onto white sheets stained red
from
burning blinding rain,
this fire flows from clouds of death
no silver lining in brimstone mist
no one is spared if on its list

choaking gaging plumes
of putrid scent, harlots perfume
lightning strikes the earthquake spikes
and this all fills my hearts delight
the blackend chared remains of what
was once this harlots love
her seal is cracked no turning back
and pleased is my heart now
their bleeding from their eyes,
they watch red cloaks fall from the skies,
with blistered, burning pain,
we've now wroght our demise
broken hopes all aspirations
touched and scarred
their domination
ah to sink teeth into wreched bosom,
to breath the stillborn air,
hung on rungs their wreched toungues
yet their promise made me,
grasp my glass, drinks to the mass
to warm obsidian blood,
our death their life, severs our strife
these lords have shamed me.

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