FOREST OF SUMMONED SPIRITS

As howlings sound
And the moon is full
Candles create the only light
While I raise the chalice of mine

I see myself reflected
In the goats eye
My blood is released
And I lick the wounds

Now I am the beast
Together with other immortals
Summoning thy ancient ones
Until end of time
In the forest where spirits forever dwell
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