Warchrist

by Occult Fan

to revel in the banishment

of a broken universe

twin christs

I’m apoplectic

when allah has allowed pedophælia holy book writ

the OTO’s caliphate

has Virgo disguised as ISIS, so sayeth Bro Pike

when the hoards of breathing masses

decline by design of their own divinity

the warrirorwayseermagusmiller

breaks open the locks

with a wrinkle of his brow

the rivers of shit come form the enemies’ corpse

a collective death, a standing wave of Our Golden Victory

OGV, yea yoo gno mee

height past the marathon

gift horses explode in your eyes

milk froth and bubbles and grass stains and lakeside kisses

culling the masses for the beauty of the mystic muse

who are

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