Praise to she who bears the envenomed sickle,
Who dwells in the shadowy gardens of poison.
Whose might may bring blessing or bane
Life or death
She stands in the bloodstained gardens
Beneath the black light of the dark moon
Hail terrible one who bears the key
Let thy blade cleave flesh and spirit alike
Bloody one, Brimo
Serpent haired gorgon and succubus of night.
Queen of the Lamiae
Mother of the Empousa
Night wandering empress of the crossroads
Torches in thy empyrean hands
trident and sickle in the terrestrial
And the dripping head and noose in the infernal.
Dark is she, but shining with wisdom.
Thou art brilliant, shining with black light immemorial
Serpent-bearing, Night-wandering
Howling she-dog at the crossroads of life and death
Queen of the corpse yard
Lead us to your blood-stained roses
Symbol of the conquest and your power.
Take us to the black Eden, night side of paradise.
For when red is spilled upon the green,
the black is sure to Come.
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