Maleficent Religious Condescension: Desiring Much

Christ hidden behind mirrors,

       There’s no place like the heart’s pilgrimage return unto home above from the sandcastle cosmic universe collapse of inhumanity’s contagious depravity, Swelling tide over your zombie mythical broken cross hollow faith realm is our avarice piety, Desperate to reflect any the assurance on the grace manifest golden carpe heaven diem registration out of eternity’s time organism, Watching the world burn.

In lieu of our participation in,

So much desire amidst dying