God, you're neurotic
Your Jihad
Can't handle the stoic eroticism
Of blackened offals often bloodied, resonant with the old religion

Come pay homage in reverent tones
in shrouded musings bow and **** a snook
in sweeping denials hide the blue orbs rancour
rise on bended knees to praise you no longer crawl

if that be the blalant case in truth
why thou feast on worms in rags yet toil
faffing and farthing your depraved stench airily
its your origins that shames and from doth you hide

call out battlements of wingless flies
hang out your offals and call them jewelries
wait not till noon to guillotine your restless guilts
you have slain your hearts your riots are within yourselves

your tongueless words echos in vapours
depleted souls of wanton savages man Fort Arrogance
warring for birthrights thieved and plundered from afar isles
in black your red blood bubbles and screams defying justice unpaid

we know the maltreats of yesterdays
blazed the wrath of dark impostors dressed in white
you are but children of nightfalls awaiting retribution in kind
your bloods dry within as you akimbo in peat and poison to your end

so pray do crawl out and pay
Come pay homage in reverent tones