.An ash painted chamber where death has been
A song of entrails strung upon a violin
On the brow, blood and sperm, with bile thinned
And sealed with the Hecate's nightshade kiss
Five live cats, into a pentagram pinned
To fuel their yowls, be they partly skinned
A will to call th.
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