Behold this Temple I have built A monument of sacred geometry Its walls are impenetrable Altars to all of my urges Altars of lust and of rage and of fear Their essence distilled from alchemical process in urns of my making and sealed with strong magics. A Tantric process, I keep it hidden Awaken forces of a fundamental breed Coalescing into vibrant harmony Feel the thrum of awareness transmuted at the ringing of a bell, echoed against hallowed walls Evoke intelligences alien to self, bind them all as weapons at my side Salute the moon, the waters stir, the trance in place, the seal released, distilled maddening essence now unites. Breathing in the fumes of the ensuing pyre Ashes are left as a wake for lives to never be mourned Pull up the veil from before your eyes, a darkness resides deep inside you as much as I, but I can lay focus upon which you can only deny Welcome the urges that coil like a serpent up your spine, Embrace the energy that burns deep inside your chest Consecrate their coming like the elder gods, Build a temple in their honor, they are with you eternally.