Malefic Condescension: Tearing Down Heaven III

Silence,

     Is the unguidable wilderness distant nature of the Mother of all Gods' bargain, Every sin confidence is a cold denial infinite bet confession labyrinth of words hoping She'll  awaken to faith gesture and play the secrecy threat of Her oft benign cross empathetic dead hand!

     Just another running card eternity drawn breath Sunday without god... gag, Her augmented li(f)e of the hour brink of glass shattering silence is the proving mime fields of war, Betraying clone bending the beautiful fear of hope in half, Just to die...

In earnest anticipation of,