Deicide from Nativity by Ism

Burrowing deep into the cavernous Mind. No truth, no answers to find. Calloused hands quake unsatisfied. A blank canvas looms, rendering white stain redundant. Engulf in flame, an homage of detestation. Cut me out: hysterotomy abortion. Sinking spirits stagnate. There is a bottom of soul, emotion, body and mind. Father; antagonizer, seminal destroyer. Mother; hoarder, swollen blasphemer. Amniotic deathbed. A dying god becomes man. Man. Impious coitus. Putrid animals entertain sinews, commit deicide. Coagulation: mortal callousness. Emaciation: carnal callousness. Your joy is my pain. Colours of livelihood muted.

• Metal
• doom
• grind
• hardcore
• sludge
• Niagara Falls