I curse thee, forever, dispiriting artificer
Be thy name hollow, and worthy of mere cinder
For these palms do not meet to clasp in prayer
but clench to opposing fists
As these knees do not bend to genuflect before thee
and these lips shall remain clammed
when in demand to beseech thy name

Through years and miles innumerable,
one eternity followed by another
Has the earth imbibed my blood
Robbed of inborn sanctity
yet granted with a truthful mirage
of a silenced axiom
A voiceless whisper of a tongue split in two
For the embers they glimmer
and lie in their dormant wait
So reckon, that not all that lingers
bend under thy rule

As my words of holiest wrath roar,
the skies and their clouds shall surge
and ripple the slumbering waters into rage
As a breath of fire and smoke,
shall I vomit out the lies once forcefed
And cleanse my stomach from selflessness,
and spiritless filth
Beckoning the path into the great unknown

By valediction, and through fleshly relinquishment
am I to light the lantern of my seeking...

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