be all my sins remembered

i saw a great flame arising from the void
asserting control over all humanity,
and i felt a great shudder
make its way down my back
as i saw a steeple arising from this flame

a great multitude of demonic beings
were dancing naked around the exalted being
bowing in worship of the great one, king of devils!
and they were cackling at the great apostasy of love and truth

it was like some strange satanic ritual
i was there, in the middle of their sanctuary
they placed me upon a platform
and desired my blood upon their tongues
they desire blood to make amends for their sins

oh, adonai, be all my sins remembered!




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Written on 2012-05-26 at 22:07

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the journey home and other poems
by Thomas Perdue