The Summons

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Quis Deo

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How can there be peace when your mother worships Ba'al

Spiral in, the eye fixated
Wend the path to core of self
Find the throne, the One awaited
Drink the fire, bring the sword

Crooked are the steps that lead
Twixt shades of death, and need
That drives to hilt the blade
Blood for blood is justice paid

"UNCLEAN!" screams this mass of leprous flesh
"Choose one who has not broken"
But censors blaze merely kindles afresh
As if not a word were spoken

 How swiftly pour the grains of sand
Through hourglass gripped in shattered hand
And soon the booted heel descends
To crush the throat of Mystery, sorrowed end to her adultery

Let us watch the maggots crawl
From the eye of the dying whore
Milk white skin draped with crimson pall
Stained by blood of holy men
Tangled limbs in lust's embrace
Press of lips in envious kiss
The sweet of honey masks the taste
Of poison, oft welcomed release

 Forsaken oath, her vow forsworn
The harlot into quarters drawn
Pallid corpse by same nations borne
As her execution planned

Let us watch the maggots crawl
From the eyes of the dying whore
Milk white skin draped with crimson pall
Stained by blood of holy men
Tangled limbs in lust's embrace
Press of lips in envious kiss
The sweet of honey masks the taste
Of poison, oft welcomed release

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