Son of the Impure

The mist dissolves around me among the flowers
Of pain and the venomous truth streams forth
Carrying resentment and torture...

The fiendish serpents blighted with melancholy
Slithered into the fumes-filed fields of
Darkness, the macabre Eden of my feverish
Fantasies.It beheld the pristine crimes.

Perverted nymphs surrounded the cradle and
Hissed incantations. They screamed intoxicated
With the stench of the Sabbath. The sin-clad
Lords raised their phalluses of flames With
The stigmatised sluts they offended the
Intimacy of my internal birth. With pleasure
Gleaming eyes...

Bending their sweat-damp breasts over my
New-born corpse... To feed me the milk of
Human weakness the smell of acid blood and
Semen enhanced the frenzy of this odious
birthday...

Perverted nymphs surrounded the cradle and
Hissed incantations. They screamed intoxicated
With the stench of the Sabbath. The blazing
Womb of hell spawned the sun of horror.
Noble, impure, eternal.
The fertilisation of timeless fears with
Terror to come.
Imperial, depraved, cursed.

Satan!!! Shadow eternal!!! Thou wast the
Warning of the fall!!!
With eyes turned towards His punishment
Thou gavest me birth.
Disobedience supreme!!! To the shame of God,
Thou brougtest a son!!!
Son of the impure!!!

The mist dissolves around me among the
Flowers of pain and the venomous truth
Streams forth carrying the torment
Of sin...

I felt so deep the caress of ophidian fangs
On my wrists I open my eyes on the vaults of
Eternity. Eternity of pain, sorrow and horrid
Lust... So impure... as angels...