Gehenna

When the sun sets upon me,
What could be said of my legacy?
Would I make you proud?

When all of Gehenna's lethiferous pride hurled forth,
Amassed as black slicks on befouled Elysian shores,
Was thy Word of Old yet to be found on my tongue?
The defense Who donned flesh of Whom seraphim sung?

"Fear, lest you should fall!"

When raven emissaries came, adorning thy temple in weeds,
Did I aid in the desecration or did I submit to the flames?

If my right hand should offend…
"Hew through the sinew and bone!"
If my right eye should spy fire…
"Pluck it from its home!"
If my tongue should drip venom…
"Let it taste the flames!"
If my heart should abandon…
"Forever, be not the same!"

"It's better to enter into paradise,
Sans your flesh if it should prove a fetter,
A shackle to Hades' rust-gilded gates,
Ever parted from your Heaven-throned Begetter.
Cast off all your trappings 'neath which you're immured!
Under which fell Gehenna corrupts ceaselessly!
My vast peristyles are naught without you,
Do not let the world take you from me!"

What originally were blessings, benedight sculpted clay,
Legion has snared and raped purpose away,
That this vessel thee bequeathed should bedevil does pain me so,
Yet if it's enamoured with Apollyon…then it must go…

Take my flesh!
(I proffer it to thee!)
Take my hands!
(I proffer them to thee!)
Take my tongue!
(I proffer it to thee!)
Take my eyes!
(I proffer them to thee!)
May the streams that I feed to thy thirsting altar,
Be acceptable and pleasing as they sluice 'bout ribbons of skin,
In tempestuous obliteration I rend myself at thy feet­,
Come that righteous holocaust! Perish those members of sin!

As Elijah seared the skies in the golden car of thy steeds,
That conflagration-wreathed chariot plucking the prophet from dust,
So allow this murrion creature to likewise ascend,
To thy kingdom devoid of decay or rust,
But in the stead of those stallions that bray argent plumes,
Let the deterging wings of slaughter remove me from Terra,
The minions and their ferules left to fester forever,
As I, renewed, extol Christ - the conqueror of Gehenna!