Devout Magisterial Form - Delphian

Speak to yourself, call the answer someone else

Kneel entwine

Imminence summon up a grave for bodies of peculiar invention

Hand as follower, shade arrive

Aspirant slave, hostage to the rhetoric of revelation

Hymns whisper down the slick

Strive to suffer

Tithe withered, bribe unborn

Die, nothing awaits you

Lie, lament and fall

Enucleate the form

Whispering figures comb through splinters of sky for a hint of thir dawn

Surreal the fall

The illitrate’s image markers carry on

Crown of disdain truly made more a master

Recite vagueness moralized as self recoils reciprocal

Waste no more time on the first draft form

Bribed offering plates collide

May the mind of the veiled mockery now adorn the wall

Destroyer be destroyed

May he allow daughter and son to go a-whoring after their gods

Here the gaps wander themselves refusing to bow before the father of the son of

the original lore

Drink deeply from the well of horror

Dead worship never born again

The vehicle of death outweighs life here

Ever faintly, I hear the rotten creak of a separator swaying in the breath of

its myth