Bathed in burning kerosene
Lay out the flesh to feed the flies
Ligament and fractures beneath extravasated skin
Straw and stick, bound in flesh, the sacred masks of wicked hid
The circles centre
Transfixed this holy axis of the wheel
He, the haruspex, dividing prophecy
Among the twisted nails that drip with death the innards forfeit sight
The moon sits above the lost Moriahan peaks
Before the dawn runs the shadows west
The wretched vile temptress flashing blade and breast
The sacrifice lashed with sinew of the elder ones
Cursing the sky from which their father has fallen
The shadows swallow them whole
And bring the nine Kings
Portals and gateways unknown
Manifest - eternal
Perched as vultures to the trees
The stench of sulphur
Chant forbidden dialects, the writings of the Gods
Scrawling symbols, candles lit
The moon piercing the fog
A black mass to conjure forth the fallen ones
Carnage forming the once written letters
