The Chant of Lamia
O cryptic voices in the night
Demonic choices render thee
Thy children’s souls are my delight
As scribed on scrolls, O blessed be
My soul rejoices for thy seed
O cryptic voices in the night
I drink their waters as they bleed
Thy sons and daughters in my sight
Thy sons shall not evade the plight
Thou hast betrayed thy paradise
O cryptic voices in the night
You mate the choices that entice
Devoured whole thou hast betrayed
Thy children’s soul, ‘tis only right
Unholy choices thou hast made
O cryptic voices in the night








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