I came forth in a spirit of exploration
Upon a door that resembled nothing so much as a mouth,
And stepped past it’s threshold into a hallway that resemble nothing so much as a throat
I came upon the tangled mass of wire
I beheld crawling up the walls the mycelial pulse of veins
(god dead and alive and bleeding)
And as I lifted my knife I imagined for myself the tender hands of a surgeon
(god dead and alive and bleeding) (God a House a cathedral a building)
And as blood poured down those very hands, warm and alive
(god dead and alive and bleeding)
I cupped in trembling palms and lifted to my lips the very substance of the divine
(god dead and alive and bleeding)(God a House a cathedral a building) (God a writhing pulsing meat thing)
Render unto me, that which is mine.
Killer’s heart, Surgeon’s hand
Drowned in blood, I understand
By tooth and claw, an end, a kiss
Cured with poison on my lips
I knew without knowing that within this very blood
(god dead and alive and bleeding)
Germinated the spores of my ascension
(god dead and alive and bleeding)(God a House a cathedral a building)
Unfurling and unfolding limbs, under my skin
(god dead and alive and bleeding)
Muttering in my mind a thousand unimagined prayers
(god dead and alive and bleeding)(God a House a cathedral a building) (God a writhing pulsing meat thing)
Pulling at the seams of me
(god dead and alive and bleeding)
The inevitable undoing of me
(god dead and alive and bleeding)(God a House a cathedral a building)
Terror blooms inside of me
(god dead and alive and bleeding)
And is indecipherable from ecstasy
(god dead and alive and bleeding)(God a House a cathedral a building)(God a writhing pulsing meat thing)
Render unto me, that which is mine
Render my flesh, the living divine
Render my flesh
Rend my flesh
[Labored breathing and sounds of pain]
God dead and alive and bleeding
God a House a cathedral a building
God a writhing pulsing meat thing
Killer’s heart, Surgeon’s hand
Drowned in blood, I understand
By tooth and claw, an end, a kiss
Cured with poison on my lips
As a huge greek myth nerd, sci fi lover, and folk music enjoyer, this is just SO FUN! This feels like a campfire story in the post apocalypse and I LOVE it assortedpebbles
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