persona: Elizabeth Proctor describing Abigail Williams
Your voice sounds like the thunders of hell
Screaming the cries of the eternally persecuted
Clawing for forsake attention
Your voice sounds like a thousand archangels
Proclaiming the hymns of death and Lucifer
Forbidden from the grace of God
Your voice sounds like the Alpha of the Omega
Extinguishing the only grandeur left of the terrene
Engraving only despair and gloom
Your voice is like the rotting inanimate
Giving rise to a cemetary inside a commune
Slaughtering it gravestone by gravestone
Your voice comes from the gaping mouth of the Abaddon
An aura crimson with abhorrence
Passing through and leaving naught but ash
Your voice is forsaken from my ears
Your voice is forsaken from the ears of John
And your voice is forsaken from the ears of God
-Justin Park
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