Thou Art Lord Experimental Magic
Incarnations in the voice of a child Spells brewed in wizened fingertips Eyes implode and guts fountain, cranial terror of the invader Twelve disciples erupt in flames The thirty air consumes the ashes Unleash predators avenging shadows pursued by barbaric serenades Experimental magick Blood of a new Christ Whirring in isolation vowing revengre on the cosmos The moon commands the creation hatched under a lunar bane charged with universal melancholy Protozoic words slither from lips A new product of Sodom greeting from the torture fed upon a graveyard erotica It's the eve of dead souls