Mortal God.


the stars won’t come out tonight,
God has abandoned his throne,
termites have made bed with his gold,
crows taken Jesus crown.
the reeds now choke the angels;
their bloodshot eyes tell it all,
how the enemy within was but a fruit,
none so different from Leviathans songs.
Sirens now guard the gates to heaven,
gargoyles rove his kennels and granaries,
the holy ones staked on the golden gates;
tonight the trumpets wont blow
tonight the son of man wont return.

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