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Asunder Heaven


Myriads of Archangels fall from the sky
The bellowing Metatron shall be muted
The choirs shall be burned from the sky
Dove feathers will litter the ground!

The heavens shine with colorless brilliance
Its inhabitants spreading the plague of blindness
to the earth, to the mortals, and beyond the stars
The believer has his eyes turned out
The preacher has his tounge removed

We, the warriors of the underking, hold the torches
The black fire rising up to the clouds
We drown the Bishops in the nile waters
Curse the pope, make him cthonic under the sands


This poem is basically me slapping religious figure heads in the face, the colorless heavens and afterlives you present me are meaningless. The pope and his ilk are not the speakers ov my god, and I will not let any person who is not god tell me what god is like.


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