Lysergic Jesuscide
Blind! The light of pain
The trigger signals horrors to come
Dementia rounds the spinal column
Seeps into the nervous system
Gaping face aghast
The furor of redemption
The sentence of incentive as the vision gains momentum
A cycle of sedition
A writhing Serpent's pod
Adorned thorns aid the quickening
They barre the way to god
Hindsight curse the mercy
Bloodburst-burp burns heresy
Swirling psychohellic, celestial waves
Wash away today's graceless, fading rays
The temple curtain rendered like wanton labial splay
Before his eyes forsaken, shaken
Crazed!
Mindblight reinsert thee
Usurp these gods of sanity enthroned
From 'out the miasmal quick-manure
The breach of the head of the saviour's skewer
Rise black centurion
Stay not your javelin arm
Railed! Impaled
My god is this really happening
God! In Your glory gore me
Stuck! Run-through
Pinion-inverted gurgle
Gargling rust
Lanced! Entranced into a
State where I feel negated
Fate that I hang berated
Stabbed! Imbrued
Circle of Satan
Purgatory avaunt
No palace of ice, no lake of flame
In dark untamed
From the stillness
Heed the feasted, breeding
Groans
Chilled to the bone
Distant and faint at first
Pray
Shall I be saved?
Destiny's curse reversed?
This voice is not the same
It knows my name
Lost
Fused to the cross
Martyrs with Magdalene's hair
Bathe my broken feet in firstborn's blood
The trigger signals horrors to come
Dementia rounds the spinal column
Seeps into the nervous system
Gaping face aghast
The furor of redemption
The sentence of incentive as the vision gains momentum
A cycle of sedition
A writhing Serpent's pod
Adorned thorns aid the quickening
They barre the way to god
Hindsight curse the mercy
Bloodburst-burp burns heresy
Swirling psychohellic, celestial waves
Wash away today's graceless, fading rays
The temple curtain rendered like wanton labial splay
Before his eyes forsaken, shaken
Crazed!
Mindblight reinsert thee
Usurp these gods of sanity enthroned
From 'out the miasmal quick-manure
The breach of the head of the saviour's skewer
Rise black centurion
Stay not your javelin arm
Railed! Impaled
My god is this really happening
God! In Your glory gore me
Stuck! Run-through
Pinion-inverted gurgle
Gargling rust
Lanced! Entranced into a
State where I feel negated
Fate that I hang berated
Stabbed! Imbrued
Circle of Satan
Purgatory avaunt
No palace of ice, no lake of flame
In dark untamed
From the stillness
Heed the feasted, breeding
Groans
Chilled to the bone
Distant and faint at first
Pray
Shall I be saved?
Destiny's curse reversed?
This voice is not the same
It knows my name
Lost
Fused to the cross
Martyrs with Magdalene's hair
Bathe my broken feet in firstborn's blood
Credits
Writer(s): Quinton Gardner
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