Pray To Satan
I will embrace this cold cruelty of a sensation
Defined as utter deliverance through undefiled perception,
To allow my bloodstream its allotted pacification,
In pleasurable asphyxiation,
Satan hath claimed our beloved insecurity
Pariahs unleashed,
Infernal acceptance of divinated intent,
Incompetence I will squander
In our age of glorified flesh,
This spirit is slave to Helvete,
And thus lust hath prevailed,
Running rampant through black veins
Orgasmic torture within the bowels of the subconscious,
And the eyeless squalor shall be washed away
Until the very bowels of history bury this martyred filth forevermore,
Consecrating the name of Satan through stone,
Proclaiming darkness through ageless decree,
I will propagate the ending
Until time herself begs for the horns of her creator...
AVE SATANAS
poem by Jack Cropes
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