“Deliver us” Their frenzied cry resonates Transcending flesh, it settles within the depths of being My sympathetic nature will not allow me to ignore their plea
Licking the rusty blade clean, I prepare Intending on a mutual savoring, a murderous orgy
Running the blade down her aged, leather skin Every inch occupied by incisions
A billboard advertising the human condition The adjacent man sits impatiently A whimper escapes his blackened lips, no longer able to contain his yearning
I exist to please
Puncturing each pupil, his excitement builds as his vision fades A cascade of blood pours from the mouths of his swollen eyelids
Hysterical with delight, unable to keep still The hammer descends on each patella, causing compound fractures
The rest of them bow to me in unison As I feed to her his punctured lung A rancid offering for the corrupted sacrament “Savior,” chant the worshippers They have found their messiah In the house of mutilation
How shall I grant their collective wish The gore-philic zealots desperate for deliverance
Immolation, serration, a pageant of dismemberment The congregation reveling with their new god A spiritual embrace of flesh and will Devote yourselves to me In my provident grasp, you shall find the way