Of Fracture and Failure

Blame tarred with cursed ivory brush Halos to sever heads of those below Two millennia with faded words to burn Fall to your knees or immolate your soul Lungs filled with black Cough of the wretched I can taste the soot on my tongue Deny the idle thr

Bound and gagged Yet professing the importance of these putrid regurgitations Dangling above the precipice Fate, tragic and deserved, lies below Vacuous and nightmarish Docile and servile Kiss that which feeds and fucks Devoured, defiled We hang Chok