I raise the chalice
To my lips
A dark black liquid
Blood I sip
A lifeless carcass
Lies at my feet
My sisters body
Cold dead meat
Dead chickens and puppies
Lying around
Limp wasted sacks
?? me they surround
I use their life-force
For my magick
Summon demons
To wreck havoc!
2/20/91
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