New Millenium Cyanide Christ

I'm a carnal, organic anagram
Human flesh instead of written letters
I rearrange my pathetic tissue
I incise, I replace, I'm reformed
I eradicate the fake pre-present me
Elevate me to a higher human form
The characters I am
Headed to a world Godly
Then I'll be the new norm
Self inflicted fractures
I replace my bones with bars
Aluminum bleeding oxide
Drug of Gods into my pounding veins

My decieving eyes exchanged with fuses
Blindness induced to prevent destruction
Ceramic blades implanted
Past my ribs to save me from the due of inhalation
I tear my worldly, useless skin
Staples to pin it over my ears
Non-receptive of Ungodly sounds
I disable the audio-generators of fear

Hexagonal bolts
To fill my mouth
Sharpened to deplete
The creator of all violence
Without speech there will be no deciet

Baptized in vitriolic acid
A final touch, a smoothing of features
Completion, of the greatest art
To cast the Godly creatures
Humans once astray, made divine
Stripped of congenital flaws
We're incandescent revelations
In a world of darkened forms

Disciples, come join with me
To save a failed humanity
Follow the God of cyanide
Into the new eternity
Behold, a sacrificial race
A cleansing worshipping of pain
The new millenium christ
Here to redeem all from lies