Demoniacal luxury
I was found guilt of
Clerical tools sadism
My neural cob-web infected
My tongue skinned
With never committed sins
Through sinners crowed naked
Sins curse in every prayer
They hissed
To death ship I was tied
Flames my clothes licking
My flesh raping
My death desiring
And from my screams smokes
I look up to the skies
The black ministrel flies
Caws his bloody rimes
Demoniacal luxury
I was found guilt of
Clerical tools sadism
My neural cob-web infected
My tongue skinned
With never committed sins
Through sinners crowd raining pain
Sins curse in every prayer
They hissed
To death ship I was tied
Earth my clothes licking
My flesh raping
My death desiring
And from my screams smokes
I look up to the skies
The black ministrel flies
Caws his bloody rimes
Demoniacal luxury
I was found guilt of
Clerical tools sadism
My neural cob-web infected
My tongue skinned
With never committed sins
On death-grill I was lain
Heat my clothes licking
My flesh raping
My death desiring
And from my corpses interiors
I look up to the skies
The black ministrel flies
Caws his bloody rimes
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