Cursed by the gods
Cast from the nest of holiness
Eulogized in vehemence
I have seen the faces of sickness and effigy
Lying in their caskets and rotting in their filth
I have floated in the torment, visceral and marred in grief
Drank the ichor from bowels of strained demonic muttering

Bound in cruciformic lies
Godless hatred in my eyes
Forgiven in burial
I am to be reborn
Scourge onto the foulest earth
Salt the wounds of cleric thought
Rapist of their deepest wants
I desire souls to feed

Iconoclast from beyond
The traveler has taken form
Ageless reign is imminent
I shall claim my throne

Incensed with the torturous
Entangled in remnants of the flock of the bereaved
Black vomit courses through my veins
Standing waste deep in blood I’ve spilled
I am reawakened through erotic torture
Throne of life befallen at my feet
Entombed for eternity by thieves of martyred clothe
Drowning in the gore of adversaries I have shed