From Punishment to Advent-Thornafire

Chained & naked lies The gnostics born of the darkness Surrounded by fire they remain Waiting for his last breath His laments And his stink His screams And his skin-shattered With his naked body facing sky And his eyes looking at the torturer Who cut off part of his sex Now look at him as if were a bastard With their dying souls they remain Cloistered with torments by a clergy Those who get eucharist from god And justify torture by faith The Nazarene looks at them with splendour How they suffer as he also does To know more life's laws Were the menace of the divine creator The mystic ministry of horror Forged in fire Suplicium Invoking-the fire Advent