Sodomy of Wrath

Sodomy of Wrath
Far beyond I enthrone
seeking the peaks mourn.
Shinning long ago.
Under the rocks of walls.
Beneath the gods of sand.
Damned again.
Moon will heal our mystic worlds.
Moon will feel us from the North.

Sodomylessness worlds in bergs voids.
Somehow they appeared there.
Shuning apostles in crowns.
Lit and pits of filth.
Cradles of guilty reigned.
But creato's hand is smarter.
So for I have wouded it at it.
No one more change the gloominess of wrath.
Felt us sodomy...