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This is my divinity

It hath the smell of my blood

Churning universal hatred

Threaten and lament for the stricken

Tainted impulses - bursting free the purple womb

Scorn ultimatum - impartial affair between mind and

flesh obscene

Mighty blacked oak scars me for eternity

Its silhouette burning recesses untouched

Ever burning deity

Yet the arctic winds blow archaic chaos

Autumnic rains

Boil the steaming dirt

Graves swell with loathing

Plunging my arms in - retrieving the immortalists

I pact and reunite, "Our Bodies Are One"...

Abominative fumes ignite

Screaming to the five winds of Sodom

Of which now is resurrect

Of its shameless prismatic spheres