The walls of an ancient stone chamber
Had witnessed many fearsome rites
The whole place reeked of evil
An intense
bitterness surged through your mind
They perform an involved magical ceremony
To heal the wounds at the far end of the
crypts
The curtains embroidered with the goat of Mendes
And the woman with the seven breasts
Upon the altar slab
The
chalice and the book still reposed
The broken crucifix badly nailed
To retrieve some malignant unseen force
The terror
inspired by the loathsome horrors
Of the pit would make you pale
For such Satan could drive men mad
Or strike them dead
As had
proved the case with Crowley and Manson