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Procreation

Conjuring a prophecy's abomination

Deaths eruption

Blasphemous sermons obliterate earth

The angels of Eden are raped of their flesh

Their corpses aligned to construct a cross

The kingdom of god now becomes a tomb

Malevolent darkness has Eden consumed

Come now god, it's time for your salvation

Torn from his throne and nailed to the cross

His head now adorns a crown of angels hearts

Creations phallus now discharges acrid blood

Immolating the purest one

Salvation

The lord now hangs decrepitly from the cross

A monument to this unholy wasteland

Pious emaciation

Conquering the prophecy's abomination