Funeral of an
embryo God, sweet haunting
forever of the
spiral grave. Step up
to the electric void, dream
behind the wall of
neon confusion.
Doom wears iron boots. The Dark
Priest, architect of
Valhalla, evil
cloaked in the seventh sun, wheels
into the dance of
insanity, a
paranoid war orchid of
solitude buried
under a lost cross.
Headless wasps shining in black
sunrise, born snowblind
in the thorns of an
eternal Eden, the night
dying for the sins
of the forbidden.
Kiss the illusion writ by
the warrior who
kills for the thrill of
the wizard sphinx, sleeping when
deathshock comes to the
guardian of the
universe. Vision of the
cradle of Odin’s
daughter, a bloody
gypsy finger of warning.
Nightmare of Stonehenge,
the Cardinal close
to the angel’s rusty chains.
Girl-dirty moving
parts, angry, scarlet,
the hot-machine deception
immaculate, Lord.
Cornucopia
love dagger, voodoo heart zone,
falling over and
over into the
wishing hole. Glory star gone . . .
Father Time zero.
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