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