Wretch
Wretch you wretched creature you
Watch your yellow skin turn blue
And all the colour from your eyes
Drain away to your suprise.
I see you there a crawling speed
Eyes of hunger devils feed
Upon the flesh of virgins feast
In honour of the horned beast
Dance a dance of fallen hours
Dance this time and place is ours
Just one moment more for me
In sight of grace and ecstasy.
poem by David Lacey
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