The Reason of It All - Abacination: The Right Hand

The verdict has arrived, the sentence is death by torture
First, Remove the Eyelids; Extract the tongue and lips
Acetylcholine, injected into your spine
Neuro-Muscular Junction, shall cease
Hypotension and bronchoconstriction set in
Prepare for the impending abacination
This Earth, shall experience an emunctory
A shedding of it's fat.
To emancipate the infarction, of their own incompetence
Electro-coagulate the flesh
The entrails now ectopic. The astasia ensures their compliance
Forced unto my will, upon their smoldering crucifix
Retinas liquefied upon the molten rod
Put to use, the phosphor-ism practice
Induce the septicemia and let hemolysis begin
Nailed upon the crucifix, injected with datura
Then planted in the ground, head first
Ketoacidosis begins, and the skin begins to exudate the acidic blood
The denatured body begins to fibrillate, and succumb to rigor mortis
I, stand before chaos. I, the conductor of madness
Conducting the orchestras of torture
Tuning their screams, for my amusement
(A mass) Of flesh, covering the Earth
The sterilization has only just begun
These genocidal tendencies, encumber my mind; And yet I still ascend
They march towards their doom, Upon the sight of the mound of flesh
The convicted enter myxoedema
Forced to witness, my transcendence
Their bodies sacrificed, As I ascend
To omnipresence

Written by:
Evan Wiggins

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