Cutting the Throat of God

Suffer not through veins which never bleed
But by the vacuous instinct
Hope has diminished without fear or hesitance

Sever
Repent and sever
The unspoken

With each obscuring of horror
Into the endless downward spiral
Hold to the edge of loss
Merciless and final is the verdict

At its core it’s bereft of all strength

Pain can’t end

Sever
Repent and sever
The unspoken

Last moments until the erosion
When the misery will compound
With the tightening of each breath
And the fog now descending

The execution of omnipotence
The divinity to become
The supine inflicted with one more tragedy
The apostasy of the unspoken

Cutting the throat of God

The passage to atonement has vanished
True repentance was never in reach

Stricken down through compulsion
Starved of the world

Cutting the throat of God