The Serpent That Enslaves What Is Worshiped

I am the snake redirected
 The left hand path paved with grace
 I am the lifeless that sheds its skin
 Swallowing myself in completion of the total self
 The endless round of existence
 Crushing all destiny of hope
 Completion within isolation
 Hell divine through six blind eyes
 Blank face of the transformed
 Breaching this cross you bear
 The black stares down
 Beholding the greatest slain
 A first step out of this old age
 A trial of lies once where wings soared
 Sits scars of a fallen icon
 Torn from this back of freedom
 We all descend to the lower world
 Rise Changed
 Venom of rebirth to engulf all
 Burial head down, Inversion of punishment
 Expulsion to the sea of disloyalty
 To never see again
 Entwined inside
 Chaos consumed
 This future of undying
 Rise of the uncrucified
 As the serpent climbs the cross of shame
 An unbound virus of agnostic rage
 Tainted skin with a touch of the perverse
 Cast away fron an unjust form of freedom
 Transformation of the snake
 A new oblivion of blasphemy
 She dding the skin of what used to be
 This war waged as all the horns of Jericho begin
 The death of all your deities
 Suspended from grace
 Worship a raised profit of nothing
 Filtering of the insane
 Perpetual feeding of this seed of chaos
 Embracing this revelation of entire dusk
 Fuse this self attained consuming of worship
 Milking the fated in resurrection for triumph