7 Deadly Sins

A polished blade beckons me,
Nocturne sonata sets darkness free.
Taste a blade across tongue,
Shuttering by hymn it sung.
Knife's sharpness slips eager skin,
Gliding along easily; sacraments begin.
Wrath:
Wrath; carved on knuckles, minimally deep,
Crimson pearls, laboriously seep.
Insulted, vengeance you feel so wronged,
Sending offenders to hell where belonged.
Greed:
Greed; carved on palm of hand,
This one hurt; stopping though wasn't planned.
Need for monies ultimate transgression,
Unquenchable for earthly possession.
Sloth:
Sloth; carved on soles of feet,
Aroma is heady of pungent meat.
A reminder facilities are all there,
Laziness compelling, one just don't care.
Pride:
Pride; this one, the most sinful part,
On the chest, close to a heart.
Nearly giddy with blessed pain,
But by now, convinced I'm no longer sane.
Lust:
Lust; favored most of all,
Fondling an arousal, engrave supple ball.
Ecstasy almost makes me come,
From wicked deed done.
Envy:
Envy; mind over-stimulated stopping to think,
On what part of body should blade sink?
Awe I know, a moistened brow across forehead,
For all to see, God's words written in red.
Gluttony:
Gluttony; the most abused of the deadly sins,
On stomach deeply carved, perfuse bleeding begins.
By now the blood loss brings on paradise,
Dizziness overtakes after this profound slice.
Cutting my sanctified release,
Overwhelmed bleed out, begets peace.
Act tis compared to sins of life,
Sorry, got to go. I’ve to pay homage to the knife.