Purification Rites

You like the blood on the stones
The way the color swirls to mix within the earth
It’s just a visual
Of all the salt on your tongue to dry out your mouth

Could you rest in my voice?
Make your bed in my teeth?
Subservient God?
So silly the saint
Thinks that You bend to me

What are cannibals?
When first thoughts on he first born were all the ways to eat the meat
And what child is this?
Born unto us
Just to lay His head with the pigs

I feel so desperate
When all the things I love
Take everything I need

O’ suffering saint
Why don’t you dance in your chains?
Maybe onе day you will break away
Just like how Jesus camе
To make a bond slave of the flesh you crave

My nine lives
Dance in unison around the head of a Christian mystic

But it’s too perfect
The way you never break an ankle
In my sight
And I’ve accepted
As long as I’m human
Your dirty “god” will slither on my spine

O’ suffering saint
Why don’t you dance in your chains?
Maybe one day you will break away
Just like how Jesus came
To make a bond slave of the flesh you crave