Ravenous Theophaghists

WATCHING WITH PITY AND SCORNHUMANITY CREEPING LIKE RATSMECHANICALLY FED WITH LIESCONSUME THE FLESH OF THEIR GODANXIOUSLY AWAITING WITH IMPOTENT EYESTHE AXE OF MARTIRIZATION FALL ON THEIR HEADTHEIR VAIN HOPES ARE WRAPPEDIN A SACRED SHROUD WOVEN WITH BIGOTRYSCROLL BETWEEN THE FINGERS BLOODY ROSARIESMARKING THE INELUCTABLE ADVANCING OF TIMEWHEN THE ATROCIOUS DOUBT NESTED IN THEIR MINDSTHEIR EXISTENCE IS IMAGE AND LIKENESSOF THE POOR GOD THEY ADORECONSCIOUS OF THY WEAKNESS OF THY DESOLATIONA QUESTION HURTS LIKE A STAB IN THEIR BRAINWHY HIS FATHER HAS ABANDONED HIM[Solo A. LOCCI]EAT THY SACRED FLESH DRINK THY BLOODAND YOU WILL BE SAFE FROM THE TRUTH AND REASONBLINDLY FOLLOWEAT THY SACRED FLESH DRINK THY BLOODAND YOU WILL BE SAFE FROM THE TRUTH AND REASONDO THE SIGN OF THE CROSSBLINDED BY THY SIGHT[Solo A. LOCCI]ANNIHILATED UNDER THY PROTECTIVE WING