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Opacum
06:28
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Bestowed with opaque vision
Convulsing obeisance
Lethargic pulse
To break the hold of the sun
Threads for rays
Acknowledge this hypostasis
And confess that He is the Lord of all
Fathom the ecstasy of release
What was yearned for in curse and prayer
Reconciliation shall weaken tissue and divide ligaments
Life is shunned to corroded remnant
Hope splinters in bloated vessels
That hath not merit
Arrested and bound to the sepulcher
Groan forever
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Pallor
04:52
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Gloria ad mortem
Sicut erat in principio
Et nunc, et semper
Et in saecula saeculorum
Amen
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Algor
02:44
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Atlas concedes
Thou shall bind his limbs
And cast him into Taphos
To fester in his chains
An eternal punishment
Lest he excel and be enthroned amidst the heights diminishing Thy power
In mirror and sea, witness none but hoax
Question no more thy torment and embrace it as providence
Was it not ordained that we were to find salvation in the bosom of crypt?
An ever gaze in His robe
A breadth without measure
I tremble in awe
But even quivering will end
Just as former things
Phallus of tomb
Shoved up your birthing cunt
As they are so shall ye be
Akin to a husk
Empty as vapor
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Rigor
05:54
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Poisoned mind and drunken deceit
My Lord bids I mar this flesh
To find the blessing of wound
I become a rigid, motionless disciple
Reeling jaundice curtains
Flesh leaves
Liquefying against His kindle
Drooping eyelids and hosts of beetles
Gaping orifice, serenaded by flies
Scar of no recovery
Suggillation speckles skin
Elixir of maggots
Gurgled from the goblet of rot
Most holy gluttony unconquered
Reduced to a worm in divine palms
That doth not need consent
Thou art dead
Leaving a footprint on the sand of a turbulent shore
Erratum in every measure
Come and test Me Job
Whose origin was concealed like veritas
As the placid still of the deep
Before Creator hovered o'er
Announcing even now to tear every tissue and ligament apart
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Livor
03:36
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Father and Mother
Brother and Sister
Son and Daughter
We are torn apart
Memory robbed by oblivion
For He hath prepared our abode
Anticipating our arrival
Blessed are the tongues that lap our blood
And the teeth that clear our carrion beneath sallow skies
We are torn apart by soil from which we came
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Dilabor
03:22
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Moldering the epitaph of being
Marble sculptures weep and peel on drowning earth
Asperges me, Domine
Hyssopo, et mundabor
Lavabis me
Et super nivem dealbabor
Personas swept by the tide
Putrefied and purged of essence
Sanctified to stand in the presence of the Lord
Who shall confess us before the Father
Who wilt shew the path of mortem
Cascading spirit of joyous resound
For the hope of the vexed is evading their conscious
Lungs spared of breath
Bound downwards with athame in heart
Uplifting omne to Thy Name
A ghost of ghosts
With absent recollection of what they haunt
Composures gutted and spilled on the altar
Pulsating fear and denial
Woeful, bitter contrite
Faithless until I touch the wound in Your side
Crossing arms
Adorned in vanitas
Decaying wait
Laid in graven abode
Until all is ridden
Until all is none
I am Your testament of carcass
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