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Backslide repeatedly into each deadly sin

You blaspheme with your verbal defecation on the tables of law

Your beliefs expired

But guilt gives back to you in search of pardon

Of salvation

Your disobedience splashes me

Infecting my faith

Creeping as worms

I assume this confessional will be my souls coffin

I hear breathing the undaunted one from the other side

Diffuse silhouette in this perpetual darkness

Wrathful creature manipulating my threads

Rotting every thought with infamous words

Whispers, baffling whispers in my mind

Whispers along with time become in crystalline voices

And these in deafening screams

Urging me evil to mitigate my torment

I use a sacred tool for my assignment

An iron crucifix like hammer

No penance, without purification you will burn for eternity

Now on your cheeks it slides the water that distills pain

I must massacre my brother of congregation

I am the hand of God

I separate the limbs from body

I bash with their heads

I sodomize them with a crucifix

Silence!

The voices of my head stop

Abomination!

Only heard the blood sprout from the remnants

Of the carved up martyrs.