I am always blown away by your poems, and this one might be the most powerful I've read of yours yet.
I'm left with a feeling of humans as gods, and gods as humans, the line is blurred. Even though the language you chose is very strongly "negative" (sin, bloodthirsty, die, wilt , darken, manacles...) , the overall effect (for me) is one of balance. Divinity is not a state of grace, but rather a state of flux among what both gods and humans judge to be good, bad, or something in between. To beg is to state your name. Excellent work.
I wrote a poem which I'm polishing and trying to submit to them literary journals. In a line, I write; with things, all gods are possible. You are correct in the blurring between human and god. We create, we destroy. Thanks for your kind words and love. Always