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Grotesque proposition

delivered to Phalaris

the tyrant king of Akragas

his brows folded in disgust

at the words of a sickening fool

at his exposed algolagnia

Perillos absorbed in his darkness

befounded a horrendous device

ultimate pain for ultimate crimes

a god in the realm of torture

the bull of brass stands proud

Incense arises from the maw of the furnace,

to cover the stench of decease

brass tubes formed into instruments

to mock the echoing torment

reverberations of the punished

Melodious bellowing within

a martyr takes place in the halls

cast into the weapon of his own design

thrown forth into the glowing bowl

the lava blood falls from his hands

Omitted from his skin and flesh

the contorted man shakes in his pain

searing flame atrocity

delivered into fire embrace

blasting smoke from his throat

release me from this hell

Removed from the brazen bull

Phalaris takes him up to the hills

his writhing body still undeceased

flaking skin blows in the wind

ostracized from a quiet demise

a vision of the end reflected in his eye

at the peak, body lifted up high

agony hides the begging for life

Cast down from the peaks

sulfuric stones rip and tear

punished for decadent plight

smashed into pieces

phlebotomized by the ridged earth

Incense arises from the maw of the furnace,

to cover the stench of decease

Cast down from the peaks

sulfuric stones rip and tear

writhing below Lycabettus

the smell of myrrh perfumes the air

as a set of fearful eyes turn empty

Searing flame atrocity

delivered into fire embrace

blasting smoke from his throat

release me from this hell