when the sun dies
the pigeons cry
there prevails a perpetual butchery
lust breeds as the angels cry
they are fucked a million times
autocratic devil kisses the vagina
as the beheaded bodies are retracted
autopsy fails to resonate deaths
they declare war upon the evil
like a castrated monkey
and a bloodsoaked priest
they rage in utmost fear
desperate to kill
they become gore
like a bloody whore swearing upon jesus
which is a futile wish
they defied their orders
as he reminisced few murders
even the god had become brutal
as he promsied two billion whores
only a few petrified bastards
were coward enough to seek refuge
the good and evil are now the same
they are a colloid of butchered chaos
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