The slate grey cloud
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that harnesses hail
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Unto the hunter and hunted
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A haunting chord
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of longevity sounds
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like the voice of God in the rain
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[Sister Redempta :]
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"Thou who ridest on
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the wings of the wind
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deign to commune with me"
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Essence of innermost arcana
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Espositor of emblematic death
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Circle of black evocations
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and pacts
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Pentacles and sigils unholy
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The lance, the nails
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The cross and diadem
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Thorned and bloody
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[Charuch :]
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"In nomine dei nostri
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satanus luciferi excelsi"
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Incensed, the limbless forms
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of their first hour
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Sing unto the moon
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Treacherous rains that
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encumber her way
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Soak the habit through
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to the skin
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The almadel shudders
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with the manifest form
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A serene and angular figure
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With the taste of menses
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rich on the lips
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The horned spirit seduces
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[Charuch :]
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"I am the way,
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the truth and the life"
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Inchoate vision,
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Abstruse, Charuch
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Like a breath
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captured in the night air
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Versicles 'pon
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royalty of spirits
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of the cardinal points
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of Hell
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The bosom of night
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boasts a rhythm of storms
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With a vagina wet with lust
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She dreams without sleeping
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of a goat faced god
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and stigmata that
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drips blood like wine
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Holy sister
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I crave your benediction
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for your indulgence
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and intimacy
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But your blessings are lost
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on an unholy host
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Willfully damned
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such as me
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The Serpent
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Akercocke |