Procreation of Blood - Devouring Star

An everlasting climax of rot, debauchery

And ecstasy blooming through ordeal

The proclamation of divine work is all around us

Every piece of it, is a part of the great paradigm

And every soul lost serves as testimony for the grand work

This world of flesh has sunk into the abyss

And the crowning of Sin is upon us!

If disobedience serves

As a divine service

Then surely the hights of Heavens

Exist in the pits of prdition

And surely this travesty of life

Is the great tribulation

We are nothing more than worms

Drying under the light of the sun

Nothing more than a breathless breath

In a cosmos of feces

But alas, we were given sin

And it is sin that determines us

This world of flesh has sunk into the abyss

And the crowning of Sin is upon us!

Truly, so great is the love of God, that each act of sin would bring us closer

to Him.

For through men was sin conceived into the world

We are His image.

Every disease, famine and pest ridding the world,

every birth to a deformed child is a part of His gospel

So vast is His splendour, and so great is our blessing to bear witness,

breathe and live through Him

So tear our spirit apart slowly amidst time.

This is your divine harvest.

And we are it’s crop