Violations upon the flesh
This maiden’s mettle defined
Through blessings of sword and faith
In her body, a demon confined.

The judgments of holy men
Of victims’ maternal misdeeds
This antediluvian command
To bear all burgeoning seeds.

O, the Vessel suffers the spawn
And lo, the beast will crawl beneath the dawn.

Rising once more
Her journey to seek absolution
Forgiveness dwells not within mortal hearts
And she dreams of bifold execution

Piety and power hold firm
Even saints were made to seethe
‘Tis the purview of demons to ruin and wreak
‘Tis the purpose of vessels to receive.

The heavens gave license to the depths
To wrack and test the frail mortal soul
From demons, did men learn to covet
And through fervor, exact their toll.

It is her will to see vanquished
The hellions that vessels have bred
And as the world withers to ash in her eyes
She utters the mantra: “God is dead.”

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