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Passed down through centuries

The designee recieves

On the rear inscribed his name

An emerald forged in hell

From deep below he came

From strength to strength they went

The coven grew

A spirit guides them

Like a planchette on the board

Devil in disguise he tempts them

Embracing in the twilight garden

Cut flowers and endless wealth

Driving more than two insane

Witchcraft, Incest, Murder

In a bed lay brother and sister

stitched together by a line so old

pure blooded, rejected by the lord

In donelaith it began

On the moors of the scottish highlands

Granted life by a spell she cast

Lasher born by a magic so black

The Mayfair name

Struck fear in the hearts of men

A spirit guides them

Longing for release

No-one dared to enter

That house in New Orleans