Atonement - Disgorge

God’s angels had no grace…

Rotting in angelic flesh, stench of heaven burning

Gorging on the savior, rebirth through atonement

Secreting the filth that fills the crypts

Swallowed soul vomits forth

Spines are severed and collected

Torn apart from the corpses

Bodies left decaying, beneath the rotting sky

Their detached heads, impaled upon stakes

Watching their savior die…

He is no longer, healer of the sick

Perished through atonement

Condemned by his father

To perish with the lepers;

immaculate punishment

Dethroned by his prophets;

Decaying false testament in a paradox of abandonment

Atonement of misconception

Death through endless suffering

No after life deliverance scripture of defiance

Rotting in angelic flesh, stench of heaven burning

Gorging on the savior;

consuming on his innards

Life no longer everlasting

Perished through atonement