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JUDAS BLADE

10/15/2022

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JUDAS BLADE

Christ arose through the floor, his head bleeding profusely
from the tiled fragments tearing through his skin.

He took the loaf of bread that floated before him and broke
off a large chunk, slowly dipping it in the red crimson.

Placing it firmly upon my tongue he said
'This is my body , this is my blood, eat of me'

The sound of hyenas yelping from an invisible memory
​that i imagined lay below me.

​I whispered

'You are the blooded king. lord of the world, maker of man and miracles.'

He whimpered, trembling, pleading to me,

'Give me your children, place them in front of me i am their saviour i am their salvation'

Swiftly i pulled the Judas blade from its black leather holster and screamed
' Never '

I stabbed sharply pinning his praying hands together,
Pulled on the golden threads of Ariadne and bound them tight.

His tearing eyes pleaded with me just like in the garden of Gethsemane.

'Without us there is no crucifixion, without us there is no continuation from
Gabriel s lying lips.'

'No crusades, no burning's or cremations of the Midnight's Ancestry
Without us there are no more emanations.'

​Stretching his skin upon the mantle i tore at this abomination.
The great deceiver disguised as our Saviour now welcomed to this pagan alter.

Flowers materialized suspended in the air slowly undulating dripping holy water

The wise ones descended from heaven robed in knowledge and wisdom.
Their song so sublime as to tame gladiatorial lions

The faceless ones born from eternity here to take their place amongst legends
'We are the council of fire, the winged emissaries of Arden, here to shake the four quarters.'

As they spoke all in one voice together the shattered floor opened wider
and below us hung a dark menacing ocean

One last kiss, one final promise one last confession

The world is over we have conquered the last sin

The final thrust, the last kill, the final surrender
Touched by this the Judas blade

​Now to have its glorious day, as the wheel breaks
and together we die as each other.
Picture
​Wordz Y.Zsigo
Art Christopher Williams
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