Beware the Alleys Halloween Children

Not as dubious a title as directly
fronting the sub maturity emblem,
the pentagram, the swiftly seeking
Title itself old "Abbey"
Thinking upon lured vixens of darker recesses
in an alleyway numbed only by smears
turned brown from cryptic magics of blood once let there
Upon cloven feet the usurper stood walked stiruffed
If I slipped my mind into unholy
garn marked so unfortuitously as...
The book that old man had taken
then the butcherous assumption of deeds
to misbegotten were surely feln upon me
If it were requested a word of advice from
this grimorum I may venture
I believe dear foolish old patron
one section pronounced of
incantation will smote you
It goes as thus...
"Djinn her eyes a fiddle of death's own supple acquiescence
I hollowed the bane of dragon beast sought the brill within
A golden black magic cage didst the maiden within be kept
And use of nighty gowns woven with so
vast a pentagram indemnity
I ascended to Heaven and killed Angels...
that divinity does not live over the
unholy revenant's reign in eternity!"
So three times the sum of the wicked leaves of ivy vine derive
In dark Hallowed hours in bracken alley shallows
Ease the soul believing of your greatest purity shall arrive
Or from obscurity the Daemon wicked willst take you in stride and
There shall be no other spell cast for this morning
you awoke from your bed for the last time
Now to be fleshes of  horrid terse
bathory torture in Hells domain
Being obsequious in a form of eternal rest
as wraiths slice boil and defile you
trammeled by razors ***** and chains