neverbreath

Through Desecration my Temple is Immortal 

My Body is Made Whole Through Agony 

And I See the Profane Through Torn Eyes 

My Lips Are Flayed Open in Praise! 

In Burning my Flesh and Consuming the Ashes 

My Will to Thee O Wretched One 

My Body is Made Whole Through Agony 

And in Rendering Open my Skin 

I Become the Blood-Spring of Eden 

To Defile is to Transcend