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Rise Of The Pentagram

One dark afternoon like a shadow I flew

Through the rain that fell sick with lament

To this house of incest for when we undressed

Blasphemies against Venus were rent

There were sister removed, her wet body approved

The parade of my heavenly quests

Yet all tongues are not true, some are forked or askew

Like an uncivil serpent's at best

For ousted from Eden I fousted all reason

Hooking mouth like Saint Peter Pan

To haunt fairy groves and hot virgin cobes

Wherein the promiscuous one

I elected lovers and rejected others

Mephistresses that don't give a damn

But in those that still do my deep interest grew

The rise of the true Pentagram

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