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Beheading the Neolithic Crowns

Come sit with me

Hear the tale

Of the slaughter

Chaos rules

their severed mind

Scrambled with the panic

In their eyes

Loneliness erodes

its essence to depletion

Within each of them

May the rigid ax

Comfort them

Guillotined to perfection

Fist full of severed heads

I’m the vengeful

Executioner

I have become

the Tormenter

to the gods

groveling beside us

Devour the warmth

Of their blood

Is Tranquilizing

Fear of

the unhinged

Dormant and crammed

into this meat sack

Flapping its

cryptic presence

Slowly forming thee

Annihilation

Im a new creation

savagely strip them

Of eternal life

Fist full of severed heads

I’m the vengeful

Executioner

I have become

the Tormenter

to the gods

Groveling beside us

Devour the warmth

Of their blood

Is tranquilizing

I’m the fog that suffocates

Their every want

Forget thee

Hear me

decapitations

Flow from me

Prey on the deities

That keep us engorged

To the brim

With poisoned hope

Cringe at the thought

Your life is nothing

But dust

Decimate the cellar door

Where they dwell

I come bearing gifts

Of grief

Dimensional screams

So divine it intertwines

Shattering skulls

contamination

Of the memories

That never ease

Showing no reverence

I have no peace

Drank the blood

Of my enemies

Let it quench

Its thirst within

Me

Dragging inanimate

torsos

Up the cliff

To ones

who praise

To stare upon

tainted promises

they gave

Now dead

Bodies drain

onto my plate

Showered in the blood

Of the filth now

Let the skulls

Be our crown

Grin into

The abyss

Eat their flesh

By the pounds