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Freak Occident

from Depraved Indifference by John XII

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Slight of hand claims credit for perceived ineptitude. Withstand what’s said in jest if one believes it’s true. Unplanned impregnation of the air with platitudes. The grandness of nations… won’t you spare a vapid tune? A string of stanzas steeped in slander, just in case they bring forth answers? Weeping actors spoke of grace, but turned their faces from the void before their eyes. The vacant space behind the cloth. Witness limitlessness personified when our iconoclastic militia bends scripture and severs the ties. Erosion of evangelism. How simple was the symbol devised? The splinter faction’s traction weakens when reversing up slides. Disturbed by the cannonball’s approach, you’ve served to protect a royal standard in the asp-tongued name of the host. Superstructure ruptured, smothered by drones. An earth-displacing groan. Rehearsing scathing criticisms in attics alone. Don’t heed a feral tone conceived inside the flooded lungs of heretics and crones. Constructed from our bones, the nuts and bolts of our alliance into which the wrench is thrown. The ache of eardrums blown. At stake is what remains of mirrored skyscrapers into which your flock has flown. We beckon from the centre of the earth, frames frozen in ice, our teeth sunk in the skulls of Mary, Joseph and the Christ.

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from Depraved Indifference, released May 10, 2016

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