Savage displays of servitude,

within the reins of madness,

a lie given false completeness,

singular tapestry,

majestic beasts given flight,

we curse this ground we walk on,

for forever is a trained brush,

we care to give a fondness,

power lies in how we terrorise the sinners,

with the hope of redemption,

that can never come,

for the words promised,

come from the mouths of fornicators and pedofiles…