Holocaustum Ii a Horror
LONG LIVE THE NEW FLESH
The secret blood of a crucified man a god born of flesh, bone, a righteous soul, so long live the new flesh, the sacraments of stone, upon burnt offerings fold….
Watch the nine inches of iron pierce the flesh, the flesh made whole holy and insane the immaculate ejaculate or the fantastic flight of fantasms made flesh and bone…
Blood and stone the arcane born of the unholy holocaust, choking on ashes, sackcloth and lies watching the blade sharp, the razor keen slicing through flesh, angels cry...
The spill of seed, the muscles of crimson, tendons of white, the unholy sight of cruciforms and crucifixes line the hills of Adams first sight, his unfound reign… denied…
So long live the new flesh, the artificial blood of the synthetic intellect, the cybernetic systems, nano gears replace the natural, the forsaken and profane…
We destroy and dissect to make a martyr to the new flesh, of nanotech and tachyons from unknown space, a forgotten god from a dark region in eons greater depths dwell…
So long live the new flesh of suicide and sycophants and silicon…
So long live the new flesh the acetate blood of crucifixion, a man, a god born of the flesh, bone a righteous soul…
So long live the new flesh the sacraments of stone upon burn offering fold…
Watch the nine inches of iron pierce the flesh made whole holy and insane the immaculate ejaculate or the fantastic flight of fantasy made flesh and bone blood and stone…
The arcane born of the holy holocaust, offering of the burning flesh…
Now science has replaced all the rest…
the hollowed be thy soul, hallow be thy name:
“Holy is the new flesh!”
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