Protomartyr Thekla - Årabrot

A menstrual breath to the masculine skies

Where whirlwinds are mushroomed and stimulated to a frenzy

By the sight of godly temples of phalli

The rose-cloud above phosphorescent oceans

The ominous warning signs

Behold, the red crosses, oh lord

Have mercy on upon us

Is painted on the doors

It’s nothing but disguised armies of insects

Billows of flies

A gigantic elevated funnel-shaped mirage

Filthy creeps in swarms

May you never spread your legs to these showers of dirt

May you never turn the other cheek

To the effluence of blood and sperm

Cutting a sacrificial knife through the imperishable consolation of

Man versus woman

Hate versus love

(ad lib satanism)