Twisted words upon heels,
dulling gray yet shining a light towards
those who can sense it.

These words wrapped in a mind
decoding and deciphering
this ultimatum.

Soul harvested by creed,
planted and crushed by.

To see beyond minds
who see beyond these.
To decipher.

Scarred tissue that rapes.
who destroy our twist
Vain seen and lived.

Let these words wrap
For better or for worse
Become: My Sacrilegious.


Penned by my hand on the 21st of Midsummer, in the year 168 MA.