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Burning on the blessed altar of pain

Entwined like thorn

An opening out of thin air

Only evil channeled through

The weight of your soul has left a mark

Black smoke seeping through

Weathered and raining upon

Restless like teething snakes

Bleeding upon scripture

The pages creased with dirt and ash

Having holy moments

staring at blank walls

The wine of demons growing stronger

Cherubim diseased and rotting, they struggle to breathe

Deformed angels gather

Twisted and wretched

Shadows of their glory

Shadows in the sky

Morphing sinister

Snarling faces

Devouring fountains

Of holy water

Gilded in starlight

Seven abominations

Knives of the night

The slow passing of luminaries

Every synapse holding vigil

Shards of glass puncture

The throat of the lamb

Gripped by the formless mighty