From within chattering walls
A silent evil’s enthralled
Howling heard without ears
Nails grind through plaster halls
A beast begins to maul
On to all fours it swiftly falls

Chanting hyms of black
An alter’s filled & stacked
Offerings of wine & knit lilac
Piercing eyes so blue
Thick matted fur in view
This thing so hellish breathes anew

Robes turn to bow & kneel
It snarls & digs its heel
strides of elegancy, its snout so tightly peeled
It gestures with a blur
For this binding of the cursed
“You’ve done well my children, now set upon the herd”