
Aurea Blasphemia
Incarnate famine in aureate guise, A relic enthroned where devotion dies. Sutures of incense stitch the air, Sanctified rot in whispered prayer. Catacombs bloom in ossuary light, Seraphs convulse in septic white. Gilded marrow, chalice of bile, Canonized ruin in funereal style. Sanctus — corroded. Gloria — defiled. Altars collapse in the mouth of the exiled. Reign, O profane luminary Crown this void sacerdotary Let the firmament hemorrhage gold Let revelation turn to mold Consecrate the fall of grace Hollow heaven, vacant face Liturgies clot in arterial psalms, Halo of thorns in necrotic palms. Eucharist forged from fractured bone, Dogma devours its trembling throne. Incense of myrrh and burning skin, Scriptures molting from within. Beatify the plague we breed, Sacrament of spite and need. Blasphemia. Profanatio. Excommunicatio. The temple is carcass. The idol is void. Reign, O profane luminary Anoint the earth sepulchral, weary Let the blackened sun arise Extinguish catechized skies Consecrate the nameless flame Unmake the sacred name.

