The Crack of Doom

Moloch who entered my soul
Moloch in which I am a onerousness without a body!
Expelled-obscene odes on the windows of the skull
Illuminating all the motionless world of time between
Listen to the crack of doom, crowned with flames under
The sky surrounded by crates of theology

Amid blast of leaden verse and the tanked up clatter of the iron regiments

Ecstasy of god, looking for an angry fix
Bared brains to heaven, disgorged in total recall
Disgorged in recall

Waking nightmarеs, a lightning in the mind, intoxication
Copulated ecstatic and insatiatе those, chained themselves
Presenting themselves, on the granite steps of madhouse
Into the ghostly daze

Bickering with the echoes of the the soul to recreate their own vortex