the end

 
no blood of a lamb
painted above your door
will save any of you
an upside "4" will be painted in blood
on your foreheads
while you sleep
by the ghosts of the children
who were taken before you
you are all marked for death
and death
with the skull of a ram for a head
and breasts and a cunt that leak blood
will take you away from your homes

if I leave early
this amputee will sprout wings
no longer in need of what has been taken from him
and he will rise from his own suicide
with the head of a dragon
and be by his side
his queen
his whore
whose life he took
in a ritual of psychedelics
and rape
and her head
that of a devil's
the three of us will become gods of a kind
and take what we want
in those last days
preceding the end
if I leave early

guardians of the sky
have wisdom in your hearts
to keep me
and keep me fulfilled
doped up
or fucked
or I will take you all down
and make you hurt
more than fire
more than suffocation
before time runs out
for everything