Flesh Pig

Contention
Unbound
This black blood
Coats his word
Spectacular discourse
Fills me with voiceless
Pure Elation
Speak the truth
I Speak the truth
Flesh pig
Bore through the weathered
Anemic bone
Into the mouth of the Christians
Cord of the mother
Ripened and fragrant
Bubbles and foams with delight
Pouring its power, enigmatic womb
Into the vessel awaiting
Oppressive aura with throat underfoot
Now chasing the stagnating magics
Of old
Kiss of the temporal daughter
Collapse unto me
The intellect of the demiurge
Live as your flesh
Would through me
Extension of my modest shell
End life
From the well
White hot from the fusion of souls
Deep in relentless abandon
Slaves drawn to the pull of that will like a magnet
Aberration of light to absconding
Revolting creators alike
Frayed apparition not left to devices
Be cautions for malice endures
Plagued with the knowledge of your
Astral birth
The circumstances of your
Stellar design
The recompense written in your skin
History wiped from the mind
Oh Christ
"The redeemer"
Brings ignorance upon your souls
Ignorance upon your souls