eerie molten transparent
sounds,burrow themselves into subconcious
decisions,draining choices,
collecting them in the goblet of confession,
breeding liasions from
the living dead,mindlessly marching
through neon wastelands
of sin

crawling out of the woodworks
of Hell's mankind creation,constructing
conveyer belts of violence,
corroding the golden steps to the 1st
Palace of Heaven

cast-off wings of angels
flutter to the Earth,being impaled
upon hornsounding warcries,
gutterally uttered from forked tounged
minions,devouring weightless
marble halo's,hollow and filled with
the Blood of Christ,
misting the battlefield

charging calvaries from clouds,
of raindrop cities,unite and unleashidden
weapons of pure passion,
stored safely in the brigade of the 2nd
Palace of Heaven

as the fiery landscape
burns out of control,soaring embers,
sear the sight of airborn
convoys of angels,losing their train
of victorious visions,
now dancing with the reality of evils
telepathic notions,
mindfucking them

malicious moons blanketed by
the smoke of cremated courageousouls,
alter the scenery,allowing
light to become the strongest weapon from the 3rd
Palace of Heaven

concentrated evil emerges
fromfalse temples,as plastic messiahs
hypnotize the congregations
of gathered corruption,paying with their souls,
to be saved by sinners,
in filthy pools of tainted,Unholy Water,
clogging perceptions
of addicted attenders

painting cathedral ceilings
with suicide colors,dripping life on floors,
as another cyborg goes and steps
forth,breaching the doorway to the 4th
Palace of Heaven

candlelit crucifixtions,
interrupt the darkness,as suspended
vigils,protected by perfect
circular glows,from the flames faith,
watching razor edged halo's,
ride the wind and its eternal breeze,
slitting throats,
decapitating demons

staining barren soil
with boiling black blood,glimmering
on priests hands,preaching
politics of sugarcoated genocide on alters of the 5th
Palace of Heaven

controls clever web snags
another meal for gluttonous epitamy
of all that was and is greed,
meanwhile destructive information,stealthly
cycles through masses
of blind men,crippled underneath, the
weight of copper
plated brail

the Anti-Christian Catholic
prophets heir,sits upon a throne,adorned
with inverted crosses and
severed heads of the righteous,lining the warpath to the 6th
Palace of Heaven

freshly dug graves,
welcoming warriors of the final
resistance,between
pale white light and the absolution
of insanities darkness,
swirling amongst this warzone,
this battlefield,
the Earth

as the timebomb
of judgement strikes the final hour
to self destruction,
so innocent,in our ignorance,fumbling keys to the 7th
Palace of Heaven

harboring the Manifest Destiny
to the seven
levels of
Hell

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