This Is Heresy

Immortality sucked greedly at my throat

They shall lick the dust like serpents

Hold your tongue

Get the behind me

Your church makes me vomit

Into the vertiginous abyss

Enfeebled by vice

Dear God allow me to show gratitude

For my fortunate eyes of truth

Lord, how long shall the wicked,

Lord, how long shall the wicked triumph on Earth

These loathsome paracities that cling

To the cross, the cloth and the skin

Soaked in the blood of man

Not the body of Christ

This is heresy

This is heresy

I admit, in no way approval