Christless
Scourge en feint death recollect
The shadow of hate on the virgins dead breast.
Doth hath revile in all ill contents,
To seek out the souls afoul therein.
Shades wilt with clasp
A rose of the tongue
Fire's like frost
When touches is stung.
Who are the kings
With rusted bent crowns?
Delight I surmise
From the fool jesting clown.
Hung at the row
Oh, caged birds wail
Christened a kingdom
Shat out of hell.
Saintly dear saints
Dead as a door nail-
Their honor and prayer
Erased in dead tales.
No healer can heal
No pilgrimage token
From valley to hills
Forgotten as stonehenge
Preach of the rapture
I will exhale the snow,
The cold frigid frost
To kill the king of shalom
You ate the lamb
I laughed at the lion
No altar nor star can shine since the falling
Who bares the mark?
Who is the beast?
One's who wrote words
From the spouting deceased?
Lay weary minds
sipping nectar divine
Ignorance ruled by old mans spine
Heave ho, the bounty ashore,
The-treasure's-in-the-taking--of-what-is-not-yours!
The red dragon boils
Festering in sleep
The smoke and the sceptre
Defeating your dreams.
Align to the sky
The void of all beings
INRI the ruler
His day is long gone
The babe in the manger
His blood on your walls
A savior worth saving
Could save not a soul
To claim heavenly spark
Is the grand design of the flaw.
If the devils in the details
The light bearers so vague
For thousands of years
No ones heard of his page.
Illuminated archives
Death left impressing
The picking and choosing
Of divine publications
To follow a season in old celebration
Your Christian practices in Pagan foundation.
For those deswayed
To whom walked away,
Why practice the point
Putting a tree in its place?
The rhythm you walk
Is a tradition of ancients
So sure of belief
Your faith is so phallus
With philistine eyes
You'd die for the chalice.
Old wive's tales, now wisdom comes
Deities made for order in chaos alone.
Keep an ape on a leash, A Gorilla for God!
You put meaning in things
For fear what's to come... -Death
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