embroiled and tortured
in the sanctum's inner chamber
severed and scattered
enshrined in the woods of grim lustre

I need to deflower
to achieve the spiritual closure
I'm waiting for a chance
to excruciate, hack and slash


sacred and scattered
flesh will mount the orchard


a time to tear down
a time to kill and break down
to cast away, to rend
A time to put to death and amend

divined and dispersed
are these parts which emersed
may the shadow reign
upon your multiple graves of profane

I lost your face

ritually dispersed
your white limbs emersed
this beauty I must capture
for I'm the only martyr

impulses forcing
to arrange the flesh I'm dicing


embroiled and tortured
in the sanctum's inner chamber
severed and scattered
enshrined in the woods of grim lustre

divined and dispersed
are these parts which emersed
may the shadow reign
upon your multiple graves of profane