Evildoers' Sorority

Pragmatic and misanthropic, tedious ritual,

healing the light upon the spine of angels,

our wraith with endeavour to rape the usual.


The skeleton is gathering libidinous mist,

dispersing lust in the honor of the beast.


Flotsam prayers had died into the void of the god,

devotions on dark devoured by nightmares,

the faiths of ye shall fall for the deity of the odd.


Chanting some chorus, summoned the sinners,

those who can't deny the beauty of this illness.


Clappers and echoes over the uncanny ancient ghoul,

an ensemble of Leviathan, rising the kismet of my soul,

sconces dying for the sons of Cain, to the earth own.​

Gena L.

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