Barbas X Aamon

Transmutation and deviation
As my skin eclipses
When a gospel of sin is whispered
And mysteries open
Thorns that gore
Out the onus of thralldom
That unfurl
From the lion's putrid tongue

A crematory exultation
Of flickering wolf's fur
Uncoils the ophidian tail
Of the vampyric Gandr
I arise cowled
Lustrous as a raven's wing
In tyrannous levitation
On carpal bayonets of Eisheth

What was and what shall be
The raven's crown holds the key
To avow a noctulean breath of fire
The therian stream towards Satan