Twilight of the Flesh

Her veins drink smoke from the lowest fire
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 Great birds draw maps upon her skin
 Her wound spread open like a flower
 Prepared to let the poison in.
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 Heavens scepter and crown of the gods
 Yet we stand unblessed
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 Blood of the sun, yet doomed to call dawn
 The Twilight of the Flesh
 Lust and sloth mixed with avarice
 Hear us cheering on our own demise
 Unearned pride upon envy's path
 When all we need is a pinch of wrath
 Will you bend among the bending or
 Will you sell your garment and buy a sword?
 How long must we stand here
 Unblessed in this twilight of the flesh?
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 How can we raise altars on our blood
 Among the temples of a foreign god?
 How can our roar be heard
 In His house if that roar is the roar of a mouse?
 How can we stand with a faith made to crawl?
 How can we rise with a creed made to fall?
 Forever doomed to kneel before the possessed...
 Or is this just a test?
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 Her eyes are words of light unspoken
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 Black milk still dripping from her chin
 
 Stripped bare and dragged into the open,
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 For all to see the poison win