Pissgrave from Pain Communion by Collapsed Vein

Slime chunders and oozes up from the soil
Penetrating the foundations
Worms pass nothing but judgment upon the dead

Sulfur encrusted on exposed bone
Rites of burial are tarnished
Generations of the selfish lay below the green

When I piss on your grave, I cleanse you of earthly life
Saturate disdain to defile your plot
When I slander your name, I pray you re-live your death
This blasphemous eulogy narrates your rot

Buried dead still taking up real estate
Hoping someday for the rapture
So gullible, you’ll even let them sell you dirt

Such vanity to live your life as a saint
Impiety prevents ascension
Nothing more than a memory buried with lime & scorn

Become your tomb and crawl deep inside
Elevate your conscience and destroy the mind
Become the sickness and drink it all down
Tighten the noose, then begin to drown
We’re at the end…it’s dead quiet….silent…silence

(Crowley - an excerpt from "The Pentagram"
"In the years of the Primal Course, in the dawn of terrestrial birth,
Man mastered the Mammoth and Horse, and Man was the lord of the Earth
He made him a hollow skin from the heart of a holy tree,
He compassed the earth therein, and man was the lord of the Sea
He controlled the vigour of steam, he harnessed the lightning for hire,
He drove the celestial team, and man was the Lord of the Fire
Deep-mouthed from from their thrones deep-seated,
Till the high gods witness at length that Man is the lord of his spirit"

We’re at the end…it’s dead quiet….silent…silence

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