Blaspheme! Ye heathen, wastrel non-believers
For her blessings bestow riches unimaginable
Blaspheme! You desecrate her mana you’ve labelled poison
No pleasure in your dismissal
No guilt as your dim script begins to fade
Judge not for our knowledge outweighs thine feeble sobriety
Your virgin veins
Forgotten all shall we be
Form a line, accept her blood
Take her hand, come with me
Preach not
You miss the point. A conversation between me and my own veins
I could not give a flying f#ck if you agree
ÌThat should be me!î negating empathy
Preach to thee, I shall not
This sermon ends with our own organs bearing rot
Reticent; I take my shot
Though in me, one searing thought
Curiously, this recitation
We all burn in the end
Your friends
You’re friends
Nothing decided in our sentience
A decision swift. An opportunity could be missed
Die with, or die
Hate. Fear. Love
Growth (they’re smiling at me)
Pain. Blood. Hope
Signature of a guardian angel
Hate. Fear. Love
Time (to assess this now)
Pain. Blood. Hope
Truth
Hate. Fear. Love
Growth (they’re smiling at me)
Pain. Blood. Hope
Signature of a guardian angel
Hate. Fear. Love
Time (to assess this now)
Pain. Blood. Hope
Truths. Truth
Riches unto him
Once could call this magick
It will consume him
Is it a blessing or a sentence?
Riches unto the conjurer and his cohorts
A contradiction I refute
Riches
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