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Hating their cause
glorified in the name of the neophyte
apocalyptic prophecies thus carved into stone
like a prayer to nothing as bethlehem burns
under the glare of the lycanthrope moon
where weak men fear to tread
and the feeble dominion shall fall
solace in the blackness of opposition
he is the goat predacious priest
an abode in lucifers grace
fathoms
dimensions
and aspects so deep
taunts of normal men did not penetrate the shell
of an inconcievable
mental depth
many winters alone in an age before time fractals of hallucinosis you stand in perpetual silence with the wisdom of fools