Drink the Shattered Glass, Pouring from their Minds
Smoking Fossil Memories of Dreams beyond the Infant
Gazing through the Insect Larva bleeding Honey Thick from the wounds of another Christ-like Martyr inflicted by Twisted Nails
Like Malignant Tumours Scourging about the Elder's Reproductive Sect.. Percieving his worthless Lies
A Christening Vomit anoints Newbourn Eyes, The Innocent Nailed Beneath to Rot in a Prelude to his Crying
Light Breaches our Eyes, A Purity with Infinite Hordes of Knowledge Digests
Engulfed in the Bowels of Reality
Lost Forever in a Birth Funeral
Welcome to a Shard of my Vision...............