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Poppyskins - Current 93
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Poppyskins Current 93

Poppyskins - Current 93
Poppyskins

In the kindness of the playground
Aleph unveiled his claws
As Pazuzu scrolled into town
Murderer Murderer Murderer
Small of Destroyer and fierce in his poverty
My back is broken by his teeth

On the mountain I as He rested
The streams bite into the rocks
Fissures gleaming with transparent blood
Water mimicking the temple
Teeth shuddering in the ghostlike face
Of the faminedeliverer
The locustbringer Adam

The poppyskins were the clothes on the skin
Raw as wind
Pink like jets
Red like the Bibles drifting in the streets
Folded leather Sebek
Root ⲥⲃⲕ

All the cuneiform all the clay face
The wedges stuck in my heart
And spelled:
"The Murderer is here
Cain is here, and brings strange graves
And pens with poison
The lands he hands to sheep or goats
Clustered on the rock bleating for gold
And mammon"
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