sipping from enchanted cups
enamored by the veil
they plotted

the mysteries of the universe opened
before them
like a dusty book
on a black vinyl couch

a Divine Sanctuary
trampled and trodden
it's messenger cowering in the north

bones void of marrow
filled with fermented grape mash
easily so for the undead

truth coagulated about them
a Double Star in the east
and three initiations

one night there were two knights
perishing
their essence petafied

Eris laughed at the Priest-Kings
as they stood at the threshold of the Abyss
and dared each other to jump

others heard their words
but no one understood
what they said

the curse of Nosferatu
fell upon them
and unintentionally they began to feed

spreading their foul and deviant virus
or blessing

now a new pact has been made
Kali holds one to her bosom
the other only meet for Babylon

so together they sit in different worlds
stalking and waiting for the right time
to invoke quintessence