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Caverns of flesh, oozing with prayer,

Hymns dissolve in septic despair.

Through sacred wounds, the maggots feast,

Swallowing the glory of the priest.

Rotten altars, dripping in bile,

Divine decay defiled and vile.

Pus of heaven flows like wine,

Feeding the worms of the profane shrine.

Through orifices of divine rot we crawl,

Gnawing the marrow of angels’ fall.

Excrement of gods stains the stone,

As thrones of light are overthrown.