Born of the morbid power of a fire
scented with sulfuric fumes .
A stench rising from the mineral depths
who reval in the Titan's brutal embrace.
At the call of your beastly beauty ,
I tasted your tormented lips ,
sculpted by a deadly inner fever ...
at the dawn of a tumultuous passion
fraught with criminal turmoil ,
that plunges the soul into an abyssal furor.
I loved you as a queen in mourning attire .
Lonely widow in your devastated palace
Woman in your icy bed haunted by bloated cadavers.
I felt the obscure temptation as I watched
the procession of the sacrificed virgins
the heart of the suffering Jesus tatooed
on their offered breasts...
Rejection of the ciborium ,
veneration of the ashes .
The flayed ones mingle in the putrid mist
of the succub's ravenous breath .
Prophet who stepped down
from his piedestal of infamy ,
plaything of effeminate princes ...
Napoli , lascivious and dirty city ,
the children of Uranus,
signed a pact with the old Vulcan .
Offer us the forgiveness of the telluric worship !
I am the solitary wanderer who tomorrow
will throw his sacred dementia into the monster 's maw !
Granting carefree living for yet another eternity ...
Are you already nothing more than this remnant
of incandescent pleasure ?
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: September 1st, 2026 11:24
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