Fucking In The Name Of God

Smothered so cruelly by faith,

I see your desire retracted.

Edging on the bodily zenith,

your tears won't embody regret,

But the time you lost in

the time space midst the stars.

Adjoining the tree of the hangèd,

I try to free with death the pain

of having seen my youth go by,

for you should be the seed that travels

with the winds to your impetus that

shall sprout to then bear fruit

Your purity, abstinence and

a god that preachèd celibacy,

after flowing through my hands

and having tasted of your body,

before concealèd by black attire,

only bear hate and regret for

your naiveté in thinking that

the virtue of your body

could bring you closer to Elysium.

From the sense of taste god gave me,

I sip the semen produced by me

in my hands and felt how sweet

the taste of love was on my tongue.

From the smell that by that godly glory

was to me conceived,

I felt the odour of the purest consummation.

You felt your body quiver stronger

than when stroked by the holy spirit.

you felt your body diffuse in pleasure

as if being celebrated by angels.

I showed you love as virtue and

not sinful as your god suggests.

From touch to me presented,

I could feel the untarnished

beauty of my body from within and from without.

The hearing of my perfect self

well beloved sweet music played by me in flashes of

desire and moaning like cold howling

wolves in hails to the moon.

You felt the strength of passion

with your hands so dear.

How could a sole deed be so dire to your verve?

Come to me and I will show you how yielding and fair

is my way and how wrong it is to say that I lead to evil

I am the power and the strength of humanity

and by the vision that your god granted,

I proved to you that the body and

the blood are mine, and your spirit so is mine!