The walls of an ancient stone chamber

Had witnessed many fearsome rites

The whole place reeked of evil

An intense bitterness surged through your mind


They perform an involved magical ceremony

To heal the wounds at the far end of the crypts

The curtains embroidered with the goat of Mendes

And the woman with the seven breasts


Upon the altar slab

The chalice and the book still reposed

The broken crucifix badly nailed

To retrieve some malignant unseen force


The terror inspired by the loathsome horrors

Of the pit would make you pale

For such Satan could drive men mad

Or strike them dead

As had proved the case with Crowley and Manson