Immeasurable Foetal Mutilation

Father, forgive me, for I have sinned; my flesh has tempted me and I

gave in. My body craves lust, pleasure and a constant need to sever. I

am a priest; a holy servant of the Lord. Now Cleanse me of the sins

that I have I committed. I bow my head and whisper, silently, a prayer

of penance. Now that I am forgiven I make my way to the Vatican - the

place in which I’ll act in sin again. Behind these closed doors I

practice torture and sodomy. Wounds are made and then singed to keep

the children alive while I dissect them. Anatomy: the structure of

their flesh; disassembled then raped while being logged on tape. The

records are then sent to the Pope where he masturbates to them and

injects his dope. Hordes of countless archives reach the roof caked in

holy semen. This temple of debauchery is veiled from the public eye.

The enigmatic loom continuously weaves a religious swoon. Rape then

murder; then find forgiveness. Kill in homage to Christ our fucking

lord. Drain the sacrificial blood of children upon the altar of God.

Rape then murder; then find forgiveness. Kill in homage to Christ our

fucking lord. Blood canals irrigate in the shape of cruciform. Divide

the foetal remnants into pieces.