An Unholy Rite

Posted by Brad Osborne on October 25, 2021 · 16 Comments 

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Black wax drips like sticky tar

Fire demons dance at their tips

Hopes are burnt to ashen char

As evil words leave eviler lips

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Upon the floor in blood is stained

A youth given in sacrifice

To bring the Dark unrestrained

At the cost of a petty life

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In the dim light of devil’s lair

The ancient arts are reborn

Sanctified in bone and hair

A covenant of soul is sworn

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The silence summons the dead

As the contract is unfurled

Inked in the blood that was shed

To bring the fallen to the world

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As smoke fills the rancid room

There is heard the mournful cries

As the world meets its final doom

Before the bloody signature dries

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