Until Extinction on cursed wings

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Through forests by starlight
I sought to unbind
The ghost I had captured
And held in my mind
Bisecting cloudless skies
The dread star Wormwood fell
With ignored prophecies in tow
In ovine vestments
To the slaughter came the wolf
A covert curse from Eden thrown
So gilded my coffin
So dark was the shroud
Before the nails were driven
Destined for the ground
A sentient corpse-to-be
A living mannequin
Revive it, breathe the life in now
The walking dead becomes a Lazarus in lace
The rot within shows not without
Suppress the sorrow, be still
Let tomorrow redeem you
Immersion
The worst is yet to come
A silver wraith
Now rakes its golden claws across our backs
Perversion
The Virgin weeps alone outside the gates
Her sorrow drowned by laughter as the cross evaporates
Yet we never cared
Promised all and recanted
For a fallen angel’s sins
Are many
And seldom repented
A lunar revelry, a dance slow and spiteful
The snakes come squirming, but no threat to survival
Raising maypoles fit but for one’s amusement
Eyes are shut, fists are clenched, make the viable useless
The sky glows red with shooting stars burning molten
Falling uselessly to earth like dry, leaden abortions
No matter the end
There can be no refusal
What’s done is done before it’s done
A siren’s song never heals
The wounds it’s inflicted
What’s done is done, never undone
Morrigan’s child, a raven in vitro
Spawn of the ashes, a phoenix malign
Cemetarial diseased plague hound
Now face this, the sword of mankind
Cleanse all your sins and cauterize trespass
As your god cleansed Sodom by fire
Masterpiece; medium: hot coal on flesh
Chasten the tongue of the liar
Swimming in seas
Of red and unconscious
A dreaming? A truth?
So little importance
Removing viscera, untwining sinew
As songs ‘ere unheard are so fervently sung
Hysterical, myriad curses are spewed
As eternity ends and the remnants are hewn
Moloch! Belial!
Claim now your servant’s life
Such indignant pride from one who now plays host to flies
Take back your child
Fat from the seeds sown in it
The land is leeched, the crop soon dies

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