"Let the poison resonate"
Welling the words from hate
No sign of the divine
Not a shred left behind
The shape that's beheld
All but evil expelled

Force fueled by martyrs and fallen
Virile to mold the form to demon
Effete creation by womb so barren
Genesis pillar and chalice inception

Oceans of tar forth the formula
A current of lifeless magma

Choking your divinity, foul larva
Carnage composed into militia
A nеbulous swells from the omega
"Now to crеate my apocrypha"

Mire deepens
Winds of creation