Flesh Pig

Contention Unbound This black blood Coats his word Spectacular discourse Fills me with voiceless Pure Elation Speak the truth I Speak the truth Flesh pig Bore through the weathered Anemic bone Into the mouth of the Christians Cord of the mother Ripened and fragrant Bubbles and foams with delight Pouring its power, enigmatic womb Into the vessel awaiting Oppressive aura with throat underfoot Now chasing the stagnating magics Of old Kiss of the temporal daughter Collapse unto me The intellect of the demiurge Live as your flesh Would through me Extension of my modest shell End life From the well White hot from the fusion of souls Deep in relentless abandon Slaves drawn to the pull of that will like a magnet Aberration of light to absconding Revolting creators alike Frayed apparition not left to devices Be cautions for malice endures Plagued with the knowledge of your Astral birth The circumstances of your Stellar design The recompense written in your skin History wiped from the mind Oh Christ "The redeemer" Brings ignorance upon your souls Ignorance upon your souls