So we stand crucified on a thought
With untreated magic bloodying through us.
Like the darkness holds the night sky
Our lies sustain the truth.
We are martyrs of what is human.
And
Words you dare not murmur
Roar
Through us.
Make no mistake when you attempt to
Gouge out our tongues
For each one is a
Thousand tongues of fire.
So we shall summon the scorch of the
Hyena of infernal
To lick away your precious ‘right’,
Defile and dishonor, blacken your little
‘Good’.
Dare not touch what cannot
Be said.
So take away your burnt paws,
Go heal in the small corners of your flawless heart
And know you shall never attain the status
Of a beautiful mind.
And every scream of terror is well deserved
As you do not know
How it is
When thousand white-hot words
Within you
Destroy just to be written.
