The hell I seek

My words smeared along the time of reliance, where the taste of hell lived around the blaze of glory be God. .
  My hail cornered my shed of sanctions summons of mass pardons six times greater then a heaven full of grace, six turns of words marked senseless, six tides of deuce breaking my skin,the flesh I peeled to bone for the surfer of sacrifice as I asked the tone of the beast to cut free the heathens living on a pray..
 Into my world of hand me down bibles, burnt mantels and wasted priest, I flank the mold of liars and whores as the need of naked hails blanked the orgies upon angels and sinners ,I left in thought of sonnets and Satan playing a old country song beneath the breathes ode to a child once forgotten twice shy,six feet from the past of a Christian fall out ,fore my cross hangs upside down in the death of my existence,all hail my god, six ravens,six stones, six prayers in this hell I roam.