Celestial Grave

Beneath Thy shadow bower Salix Where Hellebore and Hemlock shelters Let us gather, Let us gather Illicit flames, Herbs of Medea shall grant us provenance over the dead A thousand candles burning below the Celestial Grave A thousand candles burning in Thy holy name Calling all priestesses and whores of the Sabbath You shall know her love by the witches passage Let us embrace the dispirited morals of our solitary heart Her naked body shall flourish unto the Congress of the Dead Sacred poison, sapphire skin, embodied oracle muse of dead A thousand candles burning in sleep's forever dream A thousand candles burning for The Others who scream Calling all Priestesses and Whores of the Sabbath You shall know her love A throat choked of blood and foam vomiting the bloody blossoms of Udumbara Thessalian tongues, writhing and screams A heralding call for the unfolding of blessings or bane Let us gather, let us gather