Doors of his face, the lamps of his mouth
Vargant Lord of plagues
And deserts; he speaks on behalf
Of savage and of charm
Thus loathsome and beautiful twin
Skilful, frigid hands
So subtle the nature of sin

The spider's kiss
Aesthetics bizarre
For many in shapes of the beauty unversed
Multiform it's species;
Vestments and vestures are diverse

Spider's kiss
So charming, attractive, delicious and sweet
There's a grace in vile, a glamour,
Enjoy the unique
Comes now impetuous tide to waters wild,
Seas, ship furrowed not
Comes now the concept
Left to minds alert
A day when great is subverted
And will we mourn over his gifts?
Nescient of the gloom, once sent to a realm of eclipse

Former nevermore
Their commonness has passed us by
Mortal architects, we raise the pathology high