CASTRATION OF THE GODCOCK

Castration of the Godcock

Overlord of light, destroying my life
Appealing to the masses with tales of wrong and right
Humanicidal king, whose supreme thorny ring
Sacrificed for sins but did not redeem
The apocalyptic flood, an endless sea of blood
A questionable covenant we cannot refund
A hateful god’s ardor made a race of sinful martyrs
That died in defiance of their selfish creator
That died for the disgusting, died for the perverse,
Died for what’s wrong in an absolutist universe
Refused to kneel at the altar of the prick
Pagans wage war on the phallocentric
The rule of the godcock will be destroyed
When we castrate our minds with satan’s sword
The dark master enforces only freedom
A king with no law, tribute, nor kingdom
The fiefdom he requires is paid in pain
Human suffering, the fuel for all king’s reign
This pain is known, there is no deceit
No accompanying guilt, shame, or conceit
Worship of perfection is eternal derision
I am the Moyle in this satanic circumcision
Hessiah has come to relieve this race
Swathed in riches, mired in grace
these panegyrics are not made to convert
the word of god is imbecile’s work
accessible to all, understood by few
creating an illusion known as the truth
the literature of Satan is more refined
most are not made to grasp the divine