[Saint]

HELLuCiNaTiOn:

Seven stars, clustered together as heaven's scars tend to themselves/
I've been sent in to help, hoping not to preface our ending in hell/
Descending on shelves, seven golden lampstands topple as concern in me worsens.../
Something is wrong, I'm watching crosses bent on burning the churches/
Learning He works His love in ways discreet taking shapes of it's own/
As I'm face to His throne, He speaks of how His love was left disgraced and alone/
His plated hips shone with an aura of light that couldn't deceive.../
It's negative tone, before you're sure it's right you shouldn't believe/
You must certainly lead our charge against evil which fractures our peace/
You'll capture the beast in eternal chains which only my hands could release/
Use my map to the east... you'll find him hovering sneakily in pits of leaches/
With lips of lesions, while miracles are what his other tricks are misconceived as/
Trust is fixed and disbelief ends.... I head down the path to settle our fate../
Where the devil awaits... although greeting me with no level of hate../
Do I let him escape? Why are these voices callin me back? Do I follow the plans?/
Through all his sorrow he sat.... words unspoken, til his stern mouth opened, and out rushed the passion of Hell which left us burned and broken.../
Poison ferns were drove in his chest, my anger unleashed in furious rage/
Turning the page of life to a new chapter of light in its earliest stage...../

I look up to see the horizon drenched in volcanic eruption and flames../
While the hands that he cuffed in the chains were those of a man who we loved for His pain/
As I stand in a puddle of shame, I witness the eyes of Christ vanish through cuts in His veins/
Gravel destructs as He fades with no way to bandage the dust that remains/
I've granted the custody change of God's children to Satanic disgust and the same warmth/
That humanity trusts and will pay for comforts the planet enough to decay more../
Dramatically thrusting my way towards the black mist seeping from moonshine/
His tactics seeking to fool minds... but this path is leading to fuel mine/
With cracked ribs, bleeding the tools I've gathered to see a day after sorrow has passed.../
Breeding a new time, as my DNA plasters all of the ash../
For tomorrow has asked for hope, as charred stones collapse my throat.../
A star glows, perhaps to note I've planted the future of our world a faster growth........................................




this piece is exactly 666 syllables long...

peace