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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


Though a sister removed

Her white 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 fausted all reason

Hook in mouth like Saint Peter Pan


To haunt fairy groves

And hot virgin coves

Where in the promiscuous swam


I elected lovers and rejected others

Mathistrisses that don't give a damn


But for those that still do

My deep interest grew

The rise of the true pentagram!