Awkward passage to Asgard's halls
Illuminated by the cartilage of saints
Portions of the past rekindled
Constructing the
final chapter of the saga
God fell to his weak knees
The weight of the wooded icon was unbearable
He glanced at the laughing
crowd
One final prayer for ill tempered heretics
The tricifixion of swine
Townsfolk sought justice through the
hammer
The Jew slave was pinned up for display
Red win dripped down his virulent spine
Angelic powers rendered useless
The
tricifixion of swine
No reason to dig him a grave
An honorless Hebrew deserves not a pyre
He possessed none of the elegiac
magnificence
That breeds among the neo-paganists
It was the tricifixion of swine
