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The Teat of the Beast

March 22, 2012
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the faithful martyr deceived
the seven angels

the moon became wormwood

they were the angels
rolled freely through bottomless pit

whose trumpet fell upon
one of the devil’s Spirits
of harpers & smoke
ready souls for the LORD

the dead were destroyed
the Devil also
and Almighty burning God
did corrupt the images formed in stars

so that our song
before the mouth
made us open
the golden offerings
that devoured
the frogs or saints
about an angel
firstfruits as ready stars

burning off the firmament
they defile everyone
themselves, for in them
lies my soul
thy meat to their shields
upon the proverb of things
children, beasts’ offerings
the habitations of vipers
escaping insatiable heaven

o(0)0 o(0)0

Corpus = Genesis

Method = n-grams

 

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