Pentacle - Anciients

You hold the key

You have the knife

Stand in the doorway

Cut out your eyes

Ram’s head grain of sand

Centre of my hand

Black wolf, writhing snake

Triangle of flame

Crawling out from caves

Beas now falls onto the blade

High on blood

Gnawing your tongue

Ritual

Altar of stone

Death’s hand, sorcery

Bow only to me

Black earth, crucifix

Slit wrist lunatics

Crawling out from caves

Beast now falls onto the blade

Lamb waits to be slain

High on blood

Gnawing your tongue

Ritual

Altar of stone