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there is no stench worse
than that of one's dream burning
wheels of machine turning
grinding marble stone to ruin
kismet providence preordination
disintegrating conflagration
for if you dare to hope that you deserve the best
extreme transgression of divine intent
have faith in this comfort:
your charred remains will be laid to rest
and now I have to pave a way
through different fires and a different flame
fervid effluvia consuming virgin air
smouldering rubble of what must be there
thus, a burning question, ineluctable
arises in the end:
how can one love a god
that cannot even love itself?
it was you who gave him shelter
letting sanctuary grow like cancer
cyst leaking golden exudate
malignance distraining the day
en ouvrant le casque triptyque
aureate facade is crumbling
Loginus, pierce further!
make his heaven wail in trauma
non enim videbit eum homo et vivet
yet if I cannot live, then I deserve to see
your hideous necrotic face
smashed across the pavement
like a dog run over
expunged grace
despite what most are used to being told
it's not the morning star that descends
as a shameless expelled comet
despoiling kenosis
disoriented wings of struggling angels
losing heaps of dirty feathers, therefore
I shall collect all instances of your failure
Bellerophon at least
his fall was flaunting grandeur
Icarus was naive in his approach, unlike Nimrod
however, I'm at odds with what we have been taught
it wasn't us who wanted to ascend the Babel tower
bien au contraire...
the great mistake, the horrible misunderstanding
is aiming for the sky without hostility impending
so wreak roaring hails of arrows from below
you know who to aim for
to kill the dragon in yourself
a sacred beast of seven heads
degenerating cadaver
foi dévorée par des anges creux
thus say with me, repeat
do not retreat
there is nothing but the blue above the clouds
say with me
untainted cerulean welkin
empyrean vacuum abyss
negates memory of his
serenades on ferrous terraces
amorous gleam under twilight indigo
points up jubilant expressions
in ambience that speaks of freedom
a phenomenal occasion
to proclaim what I hold dear
by now it's clear you are all ears
so say it as you hear
I know no Deus but me
I see no Dieu but you
for there is no God but we
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