3Rd Nocturnal Prayer
Bethlehem
9:01Black hopelessness Venoms the hidden unholiness Of your withered virgin Speechless remonstration Grinds the arches Of your rising dominion Dominion Dark superstition Drinks coagulated blood Of your blasphemic lust The age of the glorified god Yields to a cold endlessness Which, with vivid stiffness Awaits my resignation The second coming The faceless lash In the unholiness Of my destination