The Nun From Azrael

In the wake of conflict,
Ten thousand sects emancipate
Division from a single dogma,
Spreading like virus

O Thy Holy Archangel Azrael
Hallowed be thy name,
Be thou our divine strength and wisdom
To save those,
That in the depths ov harrowing hell,
Dwell

Accomplice in ritualistic acts,
You take your prize Fulfilled
Luxurious desires hurting others,
A cult of the wicked disguised as
Glorious intervention

The nun from Azrael,
Sacred unholiness
The nun from Azrael,
Still coveting for more.

In this years of enduring trauma,
A position in heaven was secured,
Deceived many are now,
But wide cracks start to appear.
"I shan't resist"
Uou said with lascivious eyes,
Eyes now amouratic,
The bleak walls of security
You built now may start to crumble

O Thy Holy Archangel Azrael
Hallowed be thy name,
Be thou our divine strength and wisdom
To save those,
That in the depths ov harrowing hell,
Dwell

Accomplice in ritualistic acts,
You take your prize Unfulfilled
Luxurious desires now more insidious,
A cult of the wicked disguised as
Glorious intervention

The nun from Azrael,
Sacred unholiness
The nun from Azrael,
The Architecture is flawed,
Your desires made it collapse,
You need to flee

All over now,
In the land of the rabbits
Hubris brought your demise
How ironic,
This symbol of great vulnerability,
Was opposed to your self created
Sick delusions

The nun from Azrael,
Pervasive emptiness
The nun from Azrael,
Tale of perpetual maniac dissatisfaction,
Poetic justice or tragedy?