In a wicked place

In a wicked place, they bid;

      “Do not go to it.”

No man or mortal beast awaits,

       heresy is there.

When crossing the serpent’s path,

        you will be struck.

Fanged kiss piercing flesh and bone,

        toxin fills your veins.

Everyone warns you of the snake,

        “Do not go to it.”

However, none warn of its venom,

         it is pure ecstasy.

Boiling and conjuring in your soul,

         the witches’ blood.

Bitten, you are never quite the same

        now a poisoner’s heart.

Go forth and heed its call, infect rebel

        you are no longer weak.

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